The cat…a short story

Cat'S Eyes, Animal Shelter, Mieze

“Hi,” said Sally.  “What’s your name?”

“Who wants to know?”

“I do.”

“Do you have anything to eat?”

“Not really,” she said.  “Part of a cookie.”

“What kind?”

“Oatmeal.”

“Right,” said the cat.  “Then go away.  I’m busy.”

“Busy doing what?”

“Whatever I want.”

“You’re not anything like the dog I was talking to before.”

“You can pet me a couple of times, but that’s it.”

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

“Do you live with people?” asked Sally.

“A couple of them live with me in that big house over there.”

“So, it’s your house?”

“Yes, but I let them take care of it for me.”

“I see.”

“I let them feed me, buy me toys, and sleep on my bed too.”

“Wow, you’re very generous.”

“Whatever.  As long as they do a good job, they can stay.”

“Speaking of jobs, do you have a job?”

“I work at the bookstore.”

“What do you do there?”

“I let people pet me.  I sleep in boxes and on books.  The person who lives with me works there.  I let her take me with her everyday.  I like it.  I get to meet a lot of different people and sleep in a lot of different places. I actually keep the place going.  If it wasn’t for me, they would have closed a long time ago.  People come in to see me and I show them which books to buy.”

“Sounds perfect.  Cats and bookstores go together.”

“That’s because cats are intellectuals.  We read a lot.  We also absorb the knowledge from the books we lay on, as well.”

“I didn’t know that.”

“Don’t feel bad.  It’s not common knowledge.”

Sally nodded.  “Are you a good cat?”

“I don’t understand the question?”

“Do you do what you’re told to do?”

“Who would tell me what to do?”

“I’m not sure.  I was just wondering.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Nothing.  Never mind.”

“Does someone tell you what to do, is that it?”

“Sometimes.”

“You should get away from that person.”

“You’re probably right.”

“I like fuzzy things I can throw in the air.  If you stop by again, you can bring me a couple of them.”

“Thank you.”

“Not a problem.”

“You never told me your name.”

“It’s Raisin.  it’s not my real name, I mean it’s not the one my mother whispered in my ear when I was born, but cat’s never tell anyone their real name.”

“I can understand that.”

“Did your mother whisper your real name into your ear when you were born?  Do humans do that?”

“No, we don’t.  But I think we should.”

“So do I.  You guys could learn a lot from cats, it we felt like teaching you.”

“I’m sure that’s true.”

“I’m gonna take a nap now, so you should go.”

“Okay.  Well, it was nice talking with you,” said Sally.

“I’m sure it was but it wasn’t horrible for me either, so I’ll let you live.”

“Thanks.”

“No problem and don’t forget the fuzzy things, next time.  I like the color blue, but red’s fine too.”

“I’ll see what I can do.”

“I’m sure you will,”  yawned Raisin. “Nite.”

“Sweet dreams,” whispered Sally.

“What other kind are there?” muttered the cat, turning on his side.

Sally blew him a kiss and started to leave.

“I felt that,” he said.

She laughed and walked away.

 

 

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34 Responses to The cat…a short story

  1. Betul Erbasi says:

    This was very nice and accurate!:)

  2. KRITIKA says:

    Opposite of the Dog. I loved the conversation. 🙂

  3. AmyRose🌹 says:

    Gigi, I giggled, and had a huge smile on my face (still do!) as I read this. You know cats. And that is very evident. LOL

  4. Resa says:

    Very accurate, Gi!
    J & J send their approval, and are allowing me to keep on as their attendant!

  5. They could have. LOLOL

  6. A.S. says:

    Wow! very accurate, I like the huge difference between the earlier dog story and this one. 🙂

  7. equinoxio21 says:

    Purrr… 🙂
    (I see there’s something about a dog part 2?)
    (OMG…)
    Have a great week-end Gigi.

    • Yes, there are two stories for each. LOLOL The darkness is really getting to me. I just want to lay on the floor until summer. There’s not even a hint of sun for another week and it’s just so awful. My daughter is a a rock concert and she just texted me and said she wishes she was home on the couch with her cat. We both have SAD and all the darkness is making us exhausted. She said the woman sitting next to her said the same thing and the bands haven’t even started playing yet. OMG It’s insane. SAD is like being a battery that’s constantly being drained.

      • equinoxio21 says:

        The darkness can put you down. I know. 🙂 But you also know the light and sun will come back. Hang in there.

      • I’d rather be SAD than frozen and that’s the alternative. When the sun’s out, the temps drop dramatically. The clouds give us warmth. It’s a no-win situation. LOL

      • equinoxio21 says:

        Hadn’t thought about that. I’d forgotten how it works in the North. Well, January is almost over. February is short, and March will arrive… 🙂

      • Weather gets better by May. Sometimes the end of April, sometimes not. Our weather is so bad that I think we’re the state with the most people leaving. It’s really not downstate, just the Chicago area, probably because of the lake. But we are known for our horrible weather. I’d rather we were known for something like sunshine. People are leaving for three reasons, at least that’s what they’re saying. 1. High cost of living. 2. Weather. 3. Corruption. Those are the big three. Sigh.

      • equinoxio21 says:

        Sigh indeed. I’ve heard a lot about Chicago’s corruption. Hasn’t really got any better since Al Capone’s days, right? 😦 Corruption is a disease)

      • Chicago has a well deserved bad reputation. Someone just stepped down again and is promising to “cooperate” for a lesser sentence by admitting taking kickbacks and selling out. He naming names. Same old, same old. Makes me tired.

      • Yes, not good, that’s for sure.

  8. Reshma says:

    that was so cute and funny ….. lol

  9. queenfruitz says:

    Wow! Amazing story, i really liked it. It was really funny too! And raisin is cute!

  10. catudalnguyen says:

    I loved this…having a conversation inside our own head haha very interesting!

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