I only own Allie, and she's enough of a handful.
Sure, ask and I'll be happy to.
Please? With a big ball of yarn? Good, bad, and ugly welcome
Sequel to Strays. Allie, Logan and Marie's new kitten, contemplates
life in her new home.
I didn't intend to do a sequel to Strays, but this just kind of came to me
after a friend saw that story and sent me a cat's-POV e-mail describing it's
day. And look - fluffy happy kitty fic! No BadJean, no twisted
themes, just foof :)
day in my new home. Although it is smaller than my old stomping grounds,
and my few attempts to escape its confines have been thwarted, it is consistently
warm and dry. The two large animals I share it with, Big Furry and
Many Smells, are agreeable. They have learned to provide me with food
and water, occasionally milk, on demand. However, I do not believe they
are intelligent creatures. They have made no attempt to understand my
language and are seemingly incapable of higher thought.
I do not doubt their bravery. There is a chamber containing a water-spewing
device in my otherwise pleasant new home. I have seen both of the large
animals voluntarily enter this torture chamber and emerge entirely soaked.
They keep a very brave face-neither shows any outward effects of the water
torture-and undergo this ordeal day after day. At first, I theorized
that Big Furry was the dominant of the pair-but he avoids the water torture
on some days while Many Smells has, on occasion, entered the torture chamber
more than once a day. She is truly the more courageous of the two.
kitty." I do not understand much of their language, but I am making
progress. I believe that their strange speech *can* be learned.
Perhaps then, I will be able to communicate better with them. "Did
you have a good day?"
Many Smells is asking if I am hungry. I will answer in the affirmative.
I had a pretty good day too." She is heading for the covering-chamber,
where she and Big Furry collect hides to cover themselves. Obviously,
she has not understood me, yet again. "But I'm so achy from my workout-Logan
really knows how to put us through the paces. You know, I don't know
why I thought taking a self-defense class from him would be a good idea."
She has selected the hides. I have noted that hide selection varies-
different hunts or rituals must require different hides.
Ah, the arrival of Big Furry. He is never far behind Many Smells.
For a time, when I first arrived, Many Smells did not share this new home.
I expect that Big Furry was monitoring me, waiting to see if I presented a
threat to large animals. I took great pains to stress the nonviolent
feline nature in those first few days, and he no doubt eventually felt comfortable
enough to permit Many Smells to return to the home.
Big Furry often squeezes Many Smells, and I have not figured out the meaning
of this action. "Hey yourself. I was just going to go shower
and change for dinner."
you hold off on that? I was thinkin' we'd order in-maybe some Chinese?"
From what I have deciphered, they are discussing the next hunt. Big
Furry is attempting to explain to Many Smells that she has selected inappropriate
hunting hides. I will support his assertion-if they are to catch birds,
or perhaps mice, she will not be a useful hunting partner in those restrictive
Furry is looking at me in agreement. He appreciates my contribution
to the discussion and values my opinion on matters concerning hunting.
"See? Allie wants Chinese."
but let me go shower, hmm?" Oh no, she is heading for the water-torture
chamber. Even if she had selected inappropriate hunting hides, she
should not have to submit to that kind of awfulness as a punishment.
I join ya?" Big Furry does not like the wearing of hides at all-he
usually disposes of his hides immediately upon returning to the home.
He is much like us, relying on the scant fur covering he has to suffice.
And I must say that, while his fur covering is most unimpressive in the large
scheme of things, it is quite impressive for a large animal of his type.
That is why I have honored him with the name Big Furry.
acquired her name when I noticed that she emerges from the water torture chamber
bearing many odd and unnatural smells. Some smells resemble food-fruits,
perhaps-and some weeds or plants, but there are always many. I suppose
that naming her in this fashion might be mean-spirited. After all,
it is probably not her fault that she is covered in so many confusing smells.
But since she does not understand my language, I do not feel uncomfortable
nice, but you're getting all wet, sugar." Perhaps I should give her
a more charitable name, given her bravery. She refuses to let even
a hint of the abject terror she must be undergoing in the water torture chamber
carry through in her voice. Big Furry is indeed a good mate to accompany
her to the chamber and submit to the water torture with her.
emerge alive once again, I will inform them of my desire to be fed.
Meanwhile, I will content myself with kneading my claws into the pillow until
I have made it comfortable. I know it may seem unfeeling to seek a
warm, pleasant spot while Big Furry and Many Smells are undergoing such discomfort,
but I have been completely unable to convince them not to enter the torture
chamber. As I said, they are not intelligent creatures.
Logan!" Poor Many Smells, even her bravery could not withstand the water
torture. "Yes! Oh, God, yes!" I pity her. "YES!!"
Big Furry is only grunting and groaning. He must be faring better this
time. Although, to be fair, I have heard him cry out from the water
torture chamber on occasion.
That was unbelievable." Many Smells looks especially worn out from
this unfortunate experience. Large animals, they never learn.
say that again, darlin'. In fact, we can go again if you wanna."
Big Furry seems to have recovered from the water torture. Perhaps I
should tell him of my need to be fed.
want, cat?" He replies, yet makes no move to supply food. Come
on, now, I am speaking clearly and slowly. Even a large animal should
be able to understand what I am saying. Perhaps I should try once more.
Allie's probably hungry. I forgot to feed her when I got in."
gonna eat me out of house and home." Aha! Something did get through
to Big Furry. He is preparing the food. Perhaps I am making
some progress in getting them to understand my language after all.
you love that cat more than I do." Many Smells wants to be fed too.
Her tone indicates that she is envious of my tuna dinner.
love the cat at all. I just keep it around 'cause you like her."
Big Furry is telling Many Smells to wait her turn. I am the priority,
and must be fed first.
she's, uh, handy. She killed that bug in the closet yesterday."
good kitty, aren't you Allie?" Please, Many Smells, do not interrupt
my dinner, even if it is for head-rubbing. I do not wish to share my
tuna with you and I-I-Oh my..
I must say that Many Smells' head-rubbing is without equal. She must
have been trained by a very good feline. "Rrrrr."
Many Smells greatly enjoys giving me pleasurable head-rubs, as she should.
I wonder what would make you purr, darlin'." Ah, I can tell that Big
Furry is preparing to confine Many Smells to the bed. It is their nightly
ritual. And I can understand. The bed is quite comfortable.
Still, I prefer to also partake of the excellent napping space in the covering-chamber
and on the window sill. I do not understand why they refuse to explore
we find out?" Many Smells has re-covered herself in a very thin hide.
I have determined that this hide must be the mating hide. Big Furry
becomes noticeably excited when she dons it.
I love that black bodystocking, dontcha?" Very excited indeed.
Ah well, it is time to nap. This time, I believe I will select the
covering-chamber, as the bed will be too volatile for the next several hours
of the mating ritual. It is a good home, all things considered.
I was certainly wise to select Big Furry as my large animal.