ramblings

fat kitten friend

The sun glowed down upon my fat kitten friend

Turning her fur ablaze

I reached my hand down to pet her

And jerked it up with a fright

My fat kitten friend looked upon me with round golden eyes

And looked me deep in the face and replied,

"You're missing the spot that itches, my human.

It's a little bit to the right."

My fat kitten friend looked up at me expectantly

And I did as obliged

I scratched her broad furry back without a lack of confusion

I wondered if my fat kitten friend had really something to say

Or if it was I that needed examined

When I asked her this question, she rolled eyes and replied,

"We've always known how to speak your tongue.

"It was you who doesn't know ours.

You are only just humans after all.

Simple minds in a complex world.

You were born just yesterday

With only one life in your existence."

And with that she rolled deeper into the sunbeam

And promptly fell asleep

In the meanwhile I was left with a plethora of questions

About this truly odd scene

My mind was buzzing with ideas

And concerns for the rest of humanity

If my fat kitten friend had truly spoken and mocked me

It was a magically important social discovery!

A discovery that, nonetheless, might damage mankind

With thoughts reeling inside my head, I looked over

At my fat kitten friend, deep in her dreamland

With no doubt in my mind, I heard her mutter a truth;

"Stupid human, for believing that I could truly speak

It takes an offensively dull mind to dwell on such beliefs

That a meek animal such as me could speak

However, seeing as though she is just a mere human

I find it sadly true

That a simple beast such as her

Might find such thoughts ideal."

And with those final parting words, she rolled over to her sun

Back to her relaxed, nearly comatose state

Although she was basking in peaceful serenity, I was far from that

My fat kitten friend had confused me once again

While speaking in contradicting phrases

I shook my head in disbelief at my most recent mishap

And the confusion I had given myself

"What is the meaning of life?" I mused

"If cats can speak what we speak fluently?"

I sat down, horribly puzzled, with a throbbing head

My fat kitten friend might have some truth in her words

If they were even ever said

I looked over again at her still, sleeping form

And had an epiphany about those odd few moments;

What if, perhaps, I was in the same state as my cat?

And all of this had been something I had conjured

During a restless slumber?

This thought seemed the most plausible to my scrambled mind

I accepted this idea nearly immediately and it seemed true

That this whole shebang had been but a simple dream

And I was no odder than the next fellow

Who talks to her fat kitten friend on a regular basis.

A/N: So... Ummm... ok. There's that. It is certainly different than what I normally write but hey, whatever. Sometimes you just gotta go with whatever comes to mind.