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The Tattle Tale Calico

Oft upon an hour early, while I sit word-stuck and surly,
Trying desperately to pry the copy from my head,
My fingers eager to be typing, while my brain continues sniping,
Suddenly there comes a griping, from the cat upon the stair.
An obnoxiously loud demand from the cat upon the stair.
Yowls the calico, “Go to bed.”

Quiet, I call, I know the hour, but her mood remains quite sour,
As words finally begin to flow to the page from my head.
But my concentration she is breaking, with the demand she’s loudly making,
My husband she is surely waking, this plaintive cat upon the stair.
This annoying little tattle tale cat upon the stair.
Yowls the calico, “Go to bed.”…

Yes, yes. I totally mixed my Poe references here. But, let’s be honest. Reading this, you know that’s the very least of the apologies I owe the man. ;)

Anyway. My cat. I have a large calico cat with a larger voice and an even larger self-imposed sense of responsibility for the hours the household keeps. She really feels we all ought to be in bed – all including herself – by midnight and begins sighing, huffing, and attempting to lead us to the stairs about that time every night. But she graciously concedes that we are night owls and doesn’t really begin her loudest demanding until about 2.

It’s hysterical…and annoying. Any time someone is still awake at 2 – which in my case is nearly every night – the cat will come to the stairs and begin yowling with increasingly louder volume for us to come up to bed. So clockwork is her behavior, that our friends have come to rely on her for timekeeping when we have game nights. ‘I bid 500 florin on recruitment card.’ Or ‘Any takers on these sheep? I really need some brick.’ And then the cat starts yowling and we all know it’s 2…time to open another bottle of wine, game for another two or three hours and really piss off the cat. ;)

She is especially bad when only I am still awake and trying to write. Then, not only does she come to the stairs to yowl at me, but she periodically runs to the bed to yowl in my husband’s ear, seemingly trying to alert him to the fact that I am still awake and really ought to be asleep. Obnoxious little tattle tale. It’s not like he doesn’t know his wife is an insomniac and the poor man certainly deserves to be able to sleep without a loud furry interruption. Oh well. At least she cares?

Date: 2013-12-15 03:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I love cats, but my husband is allergic so we can't keep them. So I play with other people's cats. Which is fine. Your story, along with others I've heard, gives me a sneaking suspicion that keeping kitties isn't as low maintenance as I've often believed.

I think it's neat that you have a "mama cat" keeping tabs on you!

Date: 2013-12-17 04:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Much like dogs, it really depends on the personality of the cat. Some are very low maintenance, others not so much and everything in between. And you're right, this one is a total mama kitty and very sweet, but absolutely with a mind of her own.

Date: 2013-12-15 04:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
You're a cat person too! Your cat sounds like a real character (all the best ones are). I'm finding it really difficult to be without a cat, having had cats all my life, but my landlord won't allow pets and even if he did, one of my housemates has allergies. So now I have to make do with enjoying other peoples' cats vicariously, at least until I can next get back to my old place in London to play with Summer the toothless idiot cat...

Date: 2013-12-17 04:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Yes I am :) I agree, all the best ones are characters and this one has character in spades...much of it better than reflected in my post. My sympathies on being temporarily cat-less, that can definitely be hard.

Date: 2013-12-18 03:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
My husband used to be allergic to cats. As you can tell by my profile pic, that didn't last long.

When we got our first boy I would wipe him down in a stuff called "Allerpet-C" every single night and vacuum and dust the house every single day. Then one day I found my husband asleep on the couch with kitty ON HIS FACE. I stopped with all the allergy nonsense and my husband (I swear to God) just decided he wasn't allergic to the cats any more. Or more likely grew a tolerance.

Anyway... Cat=love

Date: 2013-12-18 03:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Aw Calico!
Trying to keep tabs on what she must perceive as her "silly" human. Cats, as we all know, are much smarter than the two legged and must be obeyed at all times.

Also, they don't appreciate the flow of pron at 2am is not to be interrupted.

Date: 2013-12-18 11:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I love your description! Yes, they certainly feel they must be obeyed at all times.

As for the flow of pron at 2am or otherwise, sadly, looking at what I've got so far, I think I'm better off sticking with writing (hopefully) steamy fade to black until I get a lot better at this, LOL!
Edited Date: 2013-12-18 11:07 pm (UTC)

Date: 2013-12-19 04:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Hey, don't kill the story before it even has a chance to shine!

(I should talk, I had what I thought was a great idea and its fighting me like hell...) but anyway...

Years ago I wrote something in a scifi fandom that I thought was "Meh" *waves hand* just so-so; however, I occasionally still get comments on it that the story still for people.

You never know what kind of kink/mood/feeling/whatever people will be needing at any given moment so don't count your story or prony bits out just because its not doing what YOU need it to do at the moment.

Just my thoughts on the subject and Lord knows I shouldn't be sharing any thoughts while having a hard cider and battling a hormonal headache. (tmi much?)


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