Night fright

Some say the subconscious drinks up one’s darkest fears.(Image credit: Jonibek Azizoda/Commons.wikimedia.org)

Not the sound you want to hear in the predawn hours. We’re near a marina – with fuel docks, drunks on boats, and giddy tourists at the resort hotel.

Sr. Staff: Firetruck or car alarm? Better take a look. Sounds like it’s getting closer.

Staff: (Blanket pulled overhead) No. She’s issuing orders. Insistently.

Sr. Staff: That’s the cat’s latest? Gawd, she sounds exactly like an emergency vehicle.

Staff: Fine tuning of her vocal repertoire: Cat.Man, do.

Sr. Staff: Kathmandu? What? If she’s been searching travel sites on my computer again….Takes forever to tease out her ripped off claw points stuck between keys…

Staff. Sorry, she wasn’t open to using a pointer in her mouth to tap keys with. Said it slowed her down, hurt her gums – not to mention if made her look stupid – like a drunk wood pecker…unsettling that she was sure it was a suggestion towards instigating an insurrection. Gave me quite the stink-eye glare as she said the last word.  Just to clarify, it’s not a place. A formal reminder of Social Order: Cat. Man, do.

Sr. Staff: Impressive, though. Perfect imitation of a police siren.

Staff: Careful, she identifies with the mythological delusions definitions… 

Sr. Staff: The mythology of “ones who  lured mariners to destruction by their singing?” That figures.

Staff: No, the “woman who sings with enchanting sweetness”. You are too hard on her. She’s old, moves cautiously, and with her dimming eye-sight probably can’t tell it’s not daylight and breakfast time.

Sr Staff: That cat knows darn well. Just bullying in an attempt to continue Daylight Savings Time as it gets her fed earlier. 

Staff: Yep, She’s clever enough to recognize something that can be used to her advantage…which quickly morphs into ‘Oh, it simply is as it has always been” accompanied with a smug, serene look of don’t-you-dare-suggest-otherwise confidence.’ 

Sr. Staff: Ah, it stopped. Odd, she gave it up so quickly…

Staff: Quick! Pillow over head defense. Incoming flying cat! Oh, hello RC Cat. I suppose some might categorized this as dunderheaded lollygagging, but be assured there’s no need for stomping roughly across faces. How can you possibly entertain the idea that we were ignoring your summons? We were already in the process of lurching out of bed to fulfill our duties. Slow? Well, we also are not as spry as in years past. Yet, as always, at your service. Shall we adjourn to the kitchen in order to dished out and warm your breakfast? Purrfect, indeed. After you.

I’m coming. I’m coming.Seriously, it’s not like canned food will run away if we take our time. No, I have never considered the banister an alternative express route.(USPD/Commons.wikimedia.org)

I am RC Cat and We approve this message.

We offer a cheery paw wave to all in attendance.

Yes, yes. We see you huddled there in the shadows.

Commendable that you arrive so early to witness Our daily morning progress.

Apparently overwhelmed to be in Our pretense.

You have Our permission to withdraw.

Our paw has waved.

Waving again!

Do not harbor any fantasy of sharing breakfast with Us

Don’t forget to leave the tribute of an open can of food in the doorway.

Do not think We are blind to your attempt to sneak out without the ordinary courtesy

And a kindness: a small smile to take with you as you depart.

Adieu, mon cher

“Cat wisdom: ‘A warmed cat, like a warmed breakfast, assures that the day will go well.’ Yes, yes. We shall let you share that insight. We live to enlighten the lesser creatures….even if it is a trial at times.”(USPD/ Commons.wikimedia.org)