A curious cat

Sir Winston and Mr Midnight were in the cellar, waiting patiently for their evening meal. Sir Winston thought he would use the time to have a small wash while Mr Midnight stared at the rows of cat food tins and pouches aligned neatly on the shelf opposite.

May I interrupt you for a moment Sir Winston?  I have a small question which you may be able to answer.

Sir Winston was in the middle of his evening wash but he stopped just to say;

Fire away Mr M. I`m just finishing the last final strokes to my early evening care program.

It was playing on my mind, but do you think our food grows in those strange flimsy, slippery things daddy opens when he serves us our food?

There´s also the long, twiggy food he gives us as a snack.  That also seems to be carefully protected in shiny, slippery, unedible stuff.  I`m not sure if it grows on those big, graceful things, like in the garden, but I do know that the heavy, shiny things do not grow in our green kingdom. Daddy said that the heavy food containers are produced by humans.  I think he called them tins.

Listen! He´s coming down the stairs to feed us.  What a great sign!  I will ask him before we wolf our food down our necks.


Hello daddy, and purrr purrr.

Good evening Mr Midnight. Are you alright?  You usually trip me up, wrapping yourself around my legs when I arrive at this time in the evening.

Before Sir Winston and I commence our evening banquet, I was curious to know what our food containers were made from. I don´t mean the things Sir Winston said were called tins. Do the other containers grow in a green kingdom somewhere foreign, because they look strange to me?

You mean the cat food pouches?

They are also man-made, especially for you cats.

So, Mr Midnight was right when he said those pouch things appeared to be a little strange.

I know you cats are fussy sometimes, but does it really matter? The food tastes alright doesn´t it?

I try and vary your diet as best I can.

Oh yes, we love the stuff you dish up. We were just curious to know that´s all.

I once read that cat food pouches, just the same as toothpaste tubes, although we won´t talk about toothpaste just now,  are made from a thin layer of aluminium and a substance we call plastic.

What´s aluminium?

And what is plastic?

Aluminium is a light metal and is one of the commonist metals in the Earth`s crust.

So, it is a natural product?

In a way, yes it is. It is mined from Bauxite and is a man-made natural product. We like to make things out of it, such as part of your cat-food pouch.

And Bauxite?

Bauxite is a stone, so it´s a natural product.

And the plastic stuff? What about that?

Plastic is a synthetic material and is man-made.

Do women make it as well?

I´m sure they do Sir Winston.

Plastic, and its byproducts, are harming our environment. We use way too much of the stuff and most of us humans take plastic for granted. I suspect we rely on it so much because of convenience – it is relatively cheap and light in weight. However, some of us humans are now coming to terms with the problems associated with plastic.

My food doesn´t seem so appetising now daddy. It´s wrapped up in stone stuff and strange synthetics.

It won´t harm you, I´m sure. That´s why I try as best I can to vary your diet.

Well, my tummy´s rumbling so aluminium layers, synthetic stuff or not, I would like you to dish out the “mains” now daddy.

Thank goodness I forget stuff so quickly. You´re right Sir Winston, let´s eat and be merry!

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What you sow, you reap.

       You should be more careful with your thoughts and actions Mr Midnight. Craftily sneaking up behind me while I cat-nap to finsih the last drops of milk out of my saucer is very cheeky. I believe it´s called “stealing”.

       I`m just following my natural instincts Sir Winston.

       I suppose there´s nothing wrong with that; although all souls reap what they sow in life you know.

       To tell you the truth, I had already noticed that. My greedy appetite got the better of me.

I should know better really, what with having studied the human race for so long, but after all, I am only a small, little pussy cat.

      It´s a shame the humans are not more switched on to how their actions (and thoughts)  effect the world they live in.  I don´t really like to say it but I thought humans were more intelligent than us pussy cats.

They appear to find it just as hard to accept such a fact, as we do.

      Possibly because like me, they just follow their natural instincts.

Perhaps humans are not supposed to live respectfully with one another. Perhaps humans need to suffer with which to experience life. Perhaps humans are still not aware of the TRUE meaning of love.

Such notions would certainly explain modern, human behaviour.

       Well, as I´ve already mentioned, we´re no better are we.

       But we do not pretend to be something of which we´re obviously not.

Power and money often seem to be the prime motivator for many human activities.

I´m terribly confused as to why human beings appear to believe that they are respectful, loving and generous when there are so many tragedies and suffering in our world, rapid environmental change issues and so much deep resentment towards other cultures within our societies.

What we sow is what we reap.

       That´s perhaps why so many countries on our planet are struggling with their finances. Bad energy is generated when countries invent legislature that is against humanism. Governments make their actions legitmate by calling it “the law” but their modus operandi is not necessarily correct and humanistic.

If one cons people, then one will be conned as well. If we give from the heart, then we will receive from the heart. That is the law of attraction.

       I cannot promise anything Sir Winston, but in future, I will certainly try to not steal any more milk from you, otherwise I suspect you´ll steal my milk.  🙂

       We both wish you humans all the best with your endeavours to become even better human beings.

With love from Sir Winston and Mr Midnight.   🙂

 

xx

 

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Mobile phones, television sets, soccer and automobiles.

       What´s all that about – mobile phones, television sets, soccer and automobiles?

       I´ve no idea Sir Winston. I suppose they could be linked to the human races survival packet.

       But I thought a human survival packet was similar to a cats survival packet – you know; plenty of exercise, good nourishment, lots of nice sleep and time for play.

       Well, I haven´t seen many human beings using that kind of survival pack Sir Winston. If they did, most of them would be more balanced, healthier and much happier human beings. I`m afraid I don´t see many of those kind of humans when I`m on my travels.

I really think that the humans have swapped their instinctive survival pack for the one you mentioned above.  They can´t seem to live without mobile phones, television sets, soccer and automobiles.

       I see what you mean. You could be correct in your assumption Mr Midnight. I suppose most human beings would really be lost without such items.

How would they cope?

They would have to write down messages on paper, create their own sources of entertainment, move about a bit, and move about even more!

How terribly old fashioned.

       Just imagine, a human being would sit down (with a nice cup of tea or saucer of milk) and write a letter (with a pen, not a touch screen) to a friend, asking them if they would like to go for a nice walk to watch some form of entertainment in the village.  It doesn´t bare thinking about does it?

       I can imagine most of the poor darlings would get out of breath just thinking about such a notion.

       But, don´t you think they´d realise that somethings not quite right somehow?  You know, their constant illnesses possibly getting on their nerves, their short concentration spans, their dissatisfaction’s and their aggressive mood swings becoming intolerable?

       I very much doubt it Mr Midnight. It seems to be a human thing to want to suffer in life. It possibly has something to do with the learning curve. That´s how some of them wish to learn and experience things in the long run.

It appears easier (and certainly less time consuming) to write hacked-up messages on a machine or to take a moving vehicle on the shortest journey. The poor darlings. You have to feel sorry for them don´t you?

       Human beings have so much going for them, what with their technology and extensive knowledge of the planet. On the technology side of things, we cats have absolutely no idea.  Humans are incredibly intelligent creatures; it seems they just choose to not show that intelligence so often.

We cats haven´t got a hope of a chance of becoming as advanced as the human beings but then again, feline creatures (as of all creatures of this planet) are usually a lot more healthier, satisfied and more intact with their environment.

Oh well, I suppose it´s all a human thing. It seems that everyone is on their path.

Perhaps we can help the humans a little more on their journey through life – that´s why we wrote our little book; “A Helping Paw“, which daddy informs me should be on the market in March 2019.  Maybe a reader of two would be interested.

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A New Year . . . . .

       Apparently, another year has commenced; but speaking as a cat – I´m not too sure what a “year” is exactly.

      I think “a year” is a human instrument for measuring “time” Mr Midnight.

       Is that why it´s so terrifyingly loud when this “year” thingamajig starts?  Human instruments are always quite loud and as a rule, not very nice for cats ears. I´m not too keen on all those flashing lights and loud bangs either.

       I didn´t mean that “a year” was a musical instrument Mr Midnight. “A year” is a way for humans to measure how much time they´ve been living on the planet.

       Well, I can´t remember how long I´ve been here this time around. It seems like ages. We´ve had quite a few cold spells that´s for sure. Perhaps we could measure the time in “cold spells”?

       The reason you don´t know how long you´ve been here is because you have no interest in counting those years.

       When my time is up, it´s up, and I can then go back home again to wait until my next journey. “Time” is not really all that important is it?

       The humans seem to think it´s important. I´ve heard from Mrs Hedgehog that some humans even get their mid-life crisis when they edge towards certain age groups.

       But how do they know they´re at a mid-life point? Do humans have powers we cats never knew they had?

       Beats me Mr Midnight. I didn´t think one knew when one went “back home” again but apparently, some humans get into a right faff about their mid-lives.

       Isn´t it better to live life in the moment?  After all, that is where life is at and only the moment is true to now.

       Well, it´s now the start of another year so maybe some people will make a resolution to live their lives in the moment.

       That sounds quite pawsable; sorry, I meant plausible!

This “New Year”” thingy can be used to turn a new leaf with which to try and enjoy life a little bit more.  We all have problems in life, even us cats, but that is what life is all about – to discover the beauty of our souls and planet and to find solutions to those tasks which seem sometimes, so impossible.

       Yes, life is truly magnificent if one doesnt`t take it all too seriously.

A HAPPY NEW YEAR 2019 from your Mr Midnight and Sir Winston!

 

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What´s the purrrpose?

       I´ve asked you this question once before Sir W. but I´ve gone and forgotten again.

What do you think is the purrrpose of our existence on the planet?

       I think I´m here this time around to simply look after you Mr Midnight.

       Well, that´s quite nice because I thought exactly the same; that is, not that I came here to look after myself but to take care of you.

I believe we cats are quite good at taking care of things.

Let´s ask daddy what he thinks about his purrrpose in being here. Purrrhaps he´ll say that he´s here to look after us two. That would be quite nice wouldn´t it Sir Winston.

Daddy, what do you think is the purrrpose of your existence?

       I´m not quite sure Mr Midnight. Perhaps I´m here with which to gain further experience for some future life.

       That sounds quite plausible for my ears. Gaining experience is always a necessity if our souls are to progress.

       And you really believe that human beings will believe in such a notion Sir Winston?  I suspect that the majority of human beings living in our neck of the woods would appear to believe in something quite different.

        Quite true Mr Midnight, but there are some people dotted around the planet who share a similar concept to ours.

       Well, nobody really knows do they? If we did keep coming backwards and forwards then we all seem to forget so easily. I wonder why we cannot remember anything about our previous lives.

       Purrrhaps our minds are going. In my opinion, some people seem to have already lost their minds, but I´m only speaking as a cat and am therefore, a little biased towards human observation.

       There must be a purpose for our existence.

      Why?

Do we really have to have a purrrpose?

       I think we must have a purpose because otherwise, life wouldn´t make much sense to me.

       Purrrhaps a purrrpose for our existence is to simply have fun and to enjoy our experience.  That´s why I love feeding time. That cat milk daddy dished up the other night was super-dooper.

       Drinking nice milk is perhaps a reason to exist Mr Midnight but whatever the reason for our existence, we should all try and make the best of our short stay on this wonderful planet of ours.

       Okey dokey! I´m heading straight for the kitchen.  It looks like daddy´s going to make my life even more pleasant.

       Who mentioned anything about feeding time just yet?  I certainly didn´t.

       You know how easily Mr Midnight gets confused daddy.

       OK boys. I will make your existence even nicer.

       Goody, goody!

 

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Life is fun and games.

It had been raining for a very long time and the boys were now starting to get agitated.  They had to burn-up their energies somehow.

SW-Avatar       Catch me, catch me Mr Midnight – if you can!

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Sir Winston darted upstairs into the attic but couldn´t  seem to shake Mr Midnight off.

MM-Avatar       I´ll get you, you little rascal, just see if I don´t.

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A few empty storage boxes fell to the floor and carefully stacked items were strewn all over the place. Mr Midnight wasn´t going to give up because although Sir Winston was stronger than himself, he certainly wasn´t as nimble.

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Sir Winston cried in full-swing,

SW-Avatar       Watch out!  You´ll have daddy´s things knocked over.

MM-Avatar       Excuses to slow me down Sir Winston.  You´re not getting away this time.

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Sir Winston dived over the painting canvases in the far corner of the attic and craftily managed to get himself tucked behind the old cupboard which stood slightly ajar from the wall.

Mr Midnight skidded to a halt and frustratingly eyed Sir Winston.

MM-Avatar       And what are you going to do now Sir Winston.  You´re trapped.  How are you going to get past me?

SW-Avatar       I´m not, am I.  I´d say that this time, we both win.  If we don´t call it a draw then I will just have to wait it out. You know how patient I can be.

Your stomach will start grumbling in 10 minutes and then you´ll have to desert your post.

MM-Avatar       Dessert?  That´s a good idea. But I haven´t had my mains yet.  🙂

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A slight draft from a half opened window made  a  piece of cord which was dangling from one of the shelves, suddenly sway in front of Mr Midnight’s watchful eyes.

He quickly lost interest in “guarding” Sir Winston’s hiding place and without hesitation, he sprang up and went over to investigate the mysterious object.

(It was in fact the ends of a string pulley attached to some window blinds which had been stored on the shelf but Mr Midnight was totally baffled by them).

Sir Winston peeped around the corner of his hiding place and curiously observed Mr Midnight’s antics.

MM-Avatar       Look Sir Winston –  the things moving from side to side. Let me get my paws on it.  It´s not easy – the silly things so light and it smells a little fusty.

I´ll hook my claws into it – if I can.  🙂

SW-Avatar       Oh go on Mr Midnight.  Let´s find out what it is, but please be careful. We don´t want any accidents.  Daddy will moan at us.

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As just as Sir Winston had finished saying “…daddy will moan at us”, Mr Midnight’s claw got stuck in the cord and after having released his claw at the same time,   the whole lot came tumbling down.

As scared as hell, the lads ran in opposite directions.  The din was colossal.

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After having hid for what seemed like ages, they both slowly emerged from their hiding places with which to examine the damage.

MM-Avatar       My, my.  It could be worse I suppose.

SW-Avatar       What do you mean by “it could be worse”.  It looks a right mess.  What´s daddy going to say when he sees all this stuff lying around. I don´t even know what most of it is supposed to be.

MM-Avatar       Well, stop crying over spilt milk and help me put the stuff back on the shelf – although I´m not quite sure how we´re going to do that what with our little legs and paws.

Do you think daddy will notice if we just shove the stuff into that far corner?

SW-Avatar       We could try putting it all behind my hiding place behind the old cupboard.

MM-Avatar       Purrrhaps  daddy has still  got his  sense of humour.  I´ve observed that many humans seem to have lost their humour but daddy is rather comical sometimes.

SW-Avatar       You´re right on that one Mr Midnight. Grown-up humans always seem to act so seriously.  No wonder they´re often miserable half the time and in need of superficial entertainment.  They seem to have lost their playfullness.  Only human children still understand the necessity to playfully, go through life.

MM-Avatar       Well let´s try and clear up some of this mess and just hope that daddy´s humour will shine on through.

SW-Avatar       We could say that we did it on purrrpose with which to test his sense of humour.

MM-Avatar       Oh I´m sure that he´s game. I have faith in him.

Now come on SIr Winston. Stop chatting about and help me please.  I´m getting famished.  🙂

 

Copyright (C) mags 2018

 

 

 

Change

I find that Saturday afternoon has always been something special to me. Although I have always worked Saturday mornings, when I get home in the early afternoon, there always appears to be some kind of magic in the air. Perhaps it´s the knowledge that the “working week” has finished for me and I have a few days ahead; or perhaps it has something to do with the fact that I can now take my time attending to my many household chores with the conservative knowledge that Sunday will be the day of rest (at least in our part of the woods!).

Such an afternoon had once again, crept up on me, and I had decided that I would go into the garden to dig up a piece of the lawn in which to make a flower bed and plant a few small bushes.

       What on earth is going off daddy. You´re ruining our little patch.  Are you allowed to just go and change our kingdom like that?

       I thought I would make the garden a bit more interesting. You´d have another area in which to sit.

       Well, I was quite fond of our green kingdom as it was. I know the garden off by paw – what with its many pleasant smells and adorable features.

Now it´s going to be different – AGAIN!

       What´s he up to now Mr Midnight?  The kingdom looks a right mess. It was all nice and pretty before daddy got his botanical gadgets out of the shed.

       Boys please! I thought I would tidy the garden up a bit and make it a bit more attractive for you.

       I bit more attractive?  It looks a right mess.

       I have just started Mr Midnight. I know it doesn´t look much at the moment, but if you would try to be a little bit more patient, it will look a lot better in a couple of hours.

       But why put all the time and effort into it daddy? It looked fine before you started. The green kingdom has always looked how it has. I liked it as it was before.

       Don´t you feel we could do with a little change sometimes Sir Winston?

       Change?  A cat who wants “change” must be ill somehow.  We cats are not so keen on change.

       I can vouch for you Sir Winston. Why change something when you´ve got used to something? It´s nice keeping things just as they are.

       Well, I am quite aware that the modern human race has a big problem with “change” and adapting to new environments but I never thought you two would adopt such a stance.

I am only attending to this small piece of garden. It´s not going to change your lives. You never know, in a few weeks you may even like what I have done.

       We´ll see daddy. We´ll see.

       You carry on then. You can´t leave it like it is. It looks terrible. What will Mr Dog from next door think?

       I´m sure Mr Dog will be over the moon when I have finished. Unlike you two, he´s very flexible to adaption.

Life is always on the move and never stays put, so a small change in the garden isn´t going to do any harm.

We´ll see how you like it when the garden is in full bloom. I think you´ll be surprised if you accept “change” as a chance for something better.

(C) MAGS 2018