Now I'm older you seem to spend all your time telling me to go away. There's just no logic.
For instance, my 'The Him' whom I'm never sure was pleased when I appeared, used to gather me up on his knee and stroke me until I fell asleep. Last dark time I thought we should recreate those days but he seemed startled when I joined him on his sleeping place and licked his lips. I accept he was asleep at the time so the blame may be partly mine, but I think his reaction in telling me to go away was a little uncalled for. A short one-sided conversation with me later seemed to convince him that I had needs and he swung himself out of his covers, put on his feet and a very ugly skin and followed me.
I'm not sure if he was expecting to feed me but he went straight to the room where I have my dishes and turned on the light. Seeing me walk straight past he muttered something I couldn't quite make out, off went the light again and he carried on after me. I reached the lounge and sat on the floor by the long seat. He looked at me puzzled though it was obvious I wanted him to sit. Another short one-sided conversation ensued and with another mumbled grumble he sat. That was all I needed. I jumped up beside him and walked across his knees pausing in the middle of the walk. No reaction so I got off, turned and started again. Finally the penny dropped and as I paused on his knee he hugged me. This was obviously all he needed to improve his spirits as he told me what a best boy I was. As he ceased the hug I again dismounted , turned and walked over to the other side again. Then I turned again, got up on his knee and accepted another hug and another endearment as is my due.
Again as the hug ended I dismounted and then settled on the seat beside him. This allowed him to start stroking my head and back, though I noticed his eyes started to glaze over quite soon. Because I am such a magnanimous Superior I did not bring his attention back with my usual nip, I decided instead to punish him for his lack of respect by leaving him. So, I upped and left him there and went to settle on the sleeping place of my 'The Her' so I could keep her warm and protected. He could stay and wake up in the light time which he did with a start and a shiver as it's none too warm.
But you can see can you not, where my puzzlement comes from? Why should he no longer want me to come to his knee after spending so much time trying to entice me there when I was younger? Surely it is much more an honour now then then when I was a callow youth. So, I wish to register my protest that you Longlegs just can't seem to make up your minds and that you are not at all consistent. Can you tell me why?
Answers on a postcard please.
Ilil Arbel (A Longlegs)
Oscar, Oscar... my dearest Superior, you say "Last dark time I thought we should recreate those days but he seemed startled when I joined him on his sleeping place and licked his lips." Don't you know that past days cannot be recreated? EVER? The past is the past... By now, you should behave as if your Longlegs is the kitten and you are the wise Senior Superior... Remember, the Longlegs NEVER woke you up to stroke you when you were a kitten. They let you rest. You should not wake them up, either!
(firstname.lastname@example.org) 11/04/2011 08:18:00
An ancient saying: When winter comes and the snowflakes fill the dark time with glowing, fluffy whiteness, Longlegs beg their Superiors to come and snuggle under the blankets and warm them up…