The Conversation…

Cat, Pet, Animal, Tabby Cat

“Guess what,” she said, excitedly.

“I give up.”

“President Biden is getting a CAT!”

“Because of your letter?”

“No.  Just because he wants a cat.”

“Are you positive?”


“Paw swear?”


The cat held up his paw.  “Do it,” he said.

She crooked her little finger and they touched paw to pinky.

“I didn’t know that was a thing with cats,” she said, putting treats down next to his dish.

“Of course it’s a thing,” said the cat.  “Are you sure he’s getting a cat?”


“Well, I’m happy he’s doing the right thing.  Diversity is diversity.  The cat will keep the German shepherds in line.”

“I’m sure that’s true,” she said, seriously.  “So?  You and Jinx spent time with Tippy.  How did it go?” she asked.

The cat stretched and yawned.  “He seems happy with your friend.  He said she’s good to him and lets him sleep on the bed with her.”

“I knew that,” she said.

“Here’s the thing.”


“We want him to stay over night at your place one Saturday a month, and we want visiting rights.”


“That’s the deal,” he said.

“Or what?”

“We will dognap him.”


“He’s still our dog.”

“No.  He’s not,” she said.

“He said he was.”

“He did?”

“Why would I lie?” asked the cat.

“I’ll ask my friend.”

“Don’t ask her.  Tell her.  Those are our demands.”

“Your demands?”

“You gave away something that wasn’t yours to give.  Now you have to fix it.  Tip said he was okay with that plan.”

“Why do you keep calling him Tip?”

“He asked us to call him Tip.”


“Get back to me aqayc.  How’s the new government?”

“Wait, what does aqayc mean?”

“As quick as you can.  Everyone knows that.  Well, everyone but you, obviously.”

“It’s asap, as soon as possible.”

“That’s really stupid.”

“The government is great, except for the republicans.  They are still the same hateful, controlling and greedy people they were before.   The guys involved in the riot, are still in the House, talking and voting .”

“Good luck getting them out.”

“They should already be out.”

“Doesn’t mean it will happen,” he said.

“Then we will know that some people are above the law, and those people aren’t us.”

“Surely you knew that.”

“I did, but let’s change the subject.”

“We saw the celebration show.  All the cats liked John Legend.”

“No kidding.”

“His song started with, Birds flying high, so what’s not to like?”

“I love him and that’s one of my favorite songs.”

“Will you bring a bird to me?”


He snickered.  “The poet rocked during the swearing in ceremony.”

“She really did.”

“Cats like poetry.  There are poets among us, you know.”

“I didn’t know, but that’s wonderful.”

“The Fireworks were great.”

“Hey,” said Jinx, head butting her calf.

“Hi, sweet one,” she said, reaching out to pet him.

“So, you know about Tip staying over one night a month, and we get visiting rights?”

She sighed.  “I do.”

“He misses us,” said Jinx, between mouthfuls.

“He does?” she said, surprised.

“You seem surprised.”

“Well, I…”

“Please let us know when the arrangements have been made, aqayc.”

“Right,” she said, and sighed again.

“He was our…”

“…dog. Yes.  I know.”

“You shouldn’t have…”

“…given him away.  Yes.  I know.”

“Thank you for the food,” said Jinx.  “I’m needed somewhere else.”

“You’re welcome and be careful.  I love you.”

“I love you too,” he said, making a mad dash down the street.

“I thought you loved me,” said the cat.

“I do.  I love Jinx too.  I love all of you.”

“So it doesn’t mean anything when you say it, because you love everyone.”

“That’s not true.”

“Yes, it is,” said the cat. “It’s like everyone getting a trophy, even if they didn’t show up.  It’s a blanket statement and includes everyone, which negates it completely.”

“No it doesn’t.”

“Yes it does.”

“I can love all of you.”

“You can,” he said.  “But then I’m not the cat of your heart.”


“I’m either your heart cat, or just one of the masses you care about.”

“What’s a heart cat?”

“The cat you love the most.  The one you think of all the time.  The cat who lives inside your heart.”

“But that is you,” she said, kissing his face.  “You are the cat of my heart.”

“Okay then,” he said.  “I’m glad we got that straightened out.”

“So am I.”

“You better go make arrangements for Tip.  The others are waiting for the results.”

“You just want to take a nap,” she laughed.

“That too.”

She kissed him, petted him, and whispered that she loved him and that he was definitely the cat of her heart.  Then she picked up her tote and walked away.

He watched her go and whispered, “I knew that.  I just wanted to make sure you knew it too.”  Then he closed his eyes and thought of rabbits.








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9 Responses to The Conversation…

  1. Kritika says:

    Oh so much love in this conversation.

  2. Resa says:

    Hahahaha! One of the funniest conversations, ever. The arrangement OR dognapping LOLOLOL… Cat of her Heart, how sweet and funny! Is Biden really getting a cat? Oboy … the First Cat. COTUS!
    or CATUS! Def needs it’s own Twitter account!

    • He really IS getting a cat. Absolutely. The cats were very upset that she gave their dog away. She should have known that EVERYTHING belongs to cats, right? One never knows if a Twitter account will be one of the White House perks for the feline. 🙂

      • Resa says:

        I love that they slept on the dog!!!!!!
        Hey, I belong to Jeep! 😀

      • Oh, never doubted that. We definitely belong to them. I was out playing with Emmie tonight 27 degrees and she wanted pets, so we were out there for about 40 minutes. We just have a path and little spot for playing, since everything is ice or snow, except for the stop I shoveled before. When I say play, I mean that she leads me around and allows me to pet her and give her treats. LOLOL When she’s had enough, she dismisses me.

      • Resa says:

        LOLOL! She sounds a lot like Jeep, in that regard.

      • Jeeps is a sweetheart.

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