I have a problem. No, it’s not with catnip bananas or prescription medicine bottles. It’s with big, fluffy kitty tails. Whenever I see a big, fluffy tail, I just have to grab it and rub it against My cheeks. I do this all the time with Mama Cat’s tail when she comes close enough to My Outdoor Domain for Me to grab it. Yeah, she gets mad, but she gets over it quickly. Well, I just noticed last night that there is another kitty with a big, fluffy tail. It just so happens that his name is… errrr… Thomas. I’m so ashamed of what I did!
See, The Brothers, one of the Guardians and I were visiting Thomas in Kitty Valhalla last night. We were all playing and having a great time. In fact, Thomas seemed more comfortable than he has been in weeks. He even came out of his little hidey hole and started wandering around the room. He walked all the way over to the door to look out, turning his back to all of us in an unusual show of trust and… that’s when I saw it. His big, fluffy tail was swishing back and forth in all of its glory.
Before I even knew what I was doing, I sprang forward and grabbed that tail, intending to give it a robust nuzzling. The moment My paws closed around Thomas’s tail, I knew I had made a mistake. Thomas reacted so fast that I never even saw it coming. With a deafening hiss issuing from the depths of his very being, he swung round in a blur and landed two mighty blows on My head with one of his front paws. Stunned, I was sent reeling backwards while Thomas made a beeline back to his hidey hole.
Brother Henry shouted, “Leader Otis! Why did you do that…errr…and are you OK!?” Gathering Myself, I told him that I was OK, but that we needed to check on Thomas. We both jumped up on the bench above Thomas (fearing that he might decide to deliver a few more blows) and tried to talk to him. I said I was sorry for grabbing his tail, but he just kept repeating, “I knew it! I knew something bad would happen if I went out there! I knew it! I knew it! I knew it!”
The Guardians must have seen that we weren’t making any progress because they ushered The Brothers and Me out of the room. They then spent a little more time with Thomas before coming out themselves. I really didn’t mean to scare Thomas but I just couldn’t help Myself! Blast My obsession with fluffy tails!
So Sayeth Otis