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Caturday Pootie Diary: These are a few of my favorite things [1]

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Date: 2022-09-10

“What are you doing?” he asked.

“Trying to write. I have a little writer’s block is all.”

“Is that when you go to your kibble bowl and it’s empty?”

“No.”

“Is that when you see someone eating chicken and they won’t share?”

“No.”

“Is that when you see a lizard and want to chase it but it’s outside and you’re inside?”

“Uh...no, that’s not really a human problem.”

“Is that when — “

“I’m not sure you’d understand it. It’s not really a kitty thing.”

“Try me. I give good advice.”

“It’s when you need to write something but you can’t think of anything to say.”

He twisted and gave his back a quick lick.

“You could probably help me, actually. I’m trying to write about you.”

“That’s that intercat thing you told me about?”

“Internet and yes.”

“I see.” He used his back paw to scratch behind his ear. Satisfied, he straightened up and looked at me seriously. “What do you want to say about me?”

I rolled my eyes. “I don’t know. That’s the problem.”

“That’s the empty kibble bowl.”

“You could say that, yes.”

“You should just fill the bowl.”

I threw my head back and stared at the ceiling. “This is not helpful.”

“I could tell you about my food,” he said.

“I always write about your food. That topic has been done a lot.”

“Hmm. Food is pretty good, though.”

“I know you like food.”

“You know what I really like?”

“Chicken?”

“Beef. It’s so good when you have beef and you give me some.”

“I don’t want to write about beef.”

“Oh! And cheese. Cheese is so good!”

“I like cheese,” I said.

“Butter and whipped cream are pretty good too. I like when you give me dairy.”

“It’s not really good for you, though.”

“And tuna, of course. You should open a can right now. I bet it will help with the kibble block.”

“Writer’s block.”

“Right. That.”

“Freddie, I don't want eat right now.”

“You could write about sitting on the couch and putting your legs up so I can sleep on your legs.”

“That’s only, like, two sentences.”

“I like lying on you.”

I sighed. “I know you do.”

“You know what else I like?”

“Lying on the furry pillow?”

“Yes! And also catnip.”

“So you think I should write a list of things you like?” I asked him.

“I like talking about the things I like,” he said, enthusiastically.

“What about the things you don’t like?”

“Like what?”

“Wet food that is smooth.”

He frowned. “I don't like that. Why would you bring that up?”

“You also don’t like ducks.”

His ears flattened. “Why would you say that?” he whispered.

I stared at him. “I was answering your question about what you don’t like.”

“If you know what I don’t like you can avoid talking about it.”

“That’s...true. So we won’t write about what you don’t like.”

“It’s just a bad idea.”

“Oh! I know!” Freddie said, his ears high and pointed forward. “I have so many favorite places to sleep!”

“I’m not sure this post should just be a list of things. “I love to sleep on the couch! Especially under that nice sheet you put there for me.”

“That sheet was meant to keep your fur off the upholstery. Sleeping under it kind of defeats the purpose.”

“I call it Fort Freddie and it’s very safe.”

I opened my mouth to argue with him, then closed it. “I want you to feel safe,” I conceded.

"And the linen closet is a nice place, too.”

“Yeah, I’ve been meaning to ask you how you even get in there.”

“And then there’s my bed that you are always sleeping on.”

“That’s my bed.”

“I like to wait until you’re really asleep and then watch you.”

“Um...”

“And I like the all the beds in the couch room.”

“That’s good because they weren’t free.”

“And then there’s my favorite game where you try to pick me up but I run away as you start to bend down,” Freddie gushed.

“That’s not a game to me. It’s a little frustrating, actually.” I said.

“Or we can talk about my favorite — “

“You know what my favorite is?” I interrupted.

“Is it chicken?”

“It’s you,” I said, scratching between his ears.

“I fill your kibble bowl?”

“You do!” I agreed.

“You should fill mine,” he said, jumping down to the floor.

Happy Caturday, Peeps! If Freddie and I really made a list of all the things we like you’d all be on it.

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