Well friends I was caught in the act.
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| I'm so embarrassed. I made a kitten's mistake. |
This morning I decided I needed a little "Me" time with my beloved. My Mousey. I've never spoken of Mousey on the blog, but those of you who've read my book (available on Amazon and pawtographed here) know all about my precious, and how protective I am of our special relationship. I'm no longer ashamed of our love, and I hope you won't judge.
Mousey has been my special someone for so many years now, I hardly remember the dark times when we weren't together. He's the only one for me, with his faux fur, beaded black eyes and those pink felt ears. I like to keep our relationship private and away from the prying Pawparrazzi so I only spend time with Mousey when I'm sure we will not be seen.
I thought Mom was busy doing something in the bedroom but she was actually in the den. I was carrying Mousey in my mouth, and I couldn't help singing out my song of love. I rounded the corner with such joy in my heart and then I saw her, Mom.
She saw us.
I immediately dropped Mousey and strolled away, praying Mom was oblivious. The one time she wasn't. In all our years together this is only second the time Mousey and I have ever been seen together.
Sure they've heard my song of love. I can't hold that back. Although I only sing when I think they're asleep or the TV is on real loud. As soon as the sound goes down on the TV (to try to hear me) I stop. Now this.
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| Sigh |
Mom already sings this little song when she sees there's been "Mousey Movement"... "Somebody played with her Mouse, She moved it all around the house, She carried it in her little mouth" (She's no poet, Cod bless her)
I'll have to distract her and cut down on my Mouse time till she forgets what she saw. I have my work cut out for me this weekend. What are you all up to? I hope you have a great one friends.
Fin, we need to have a chat.
ReplyDeleteI came out about my socks pretty early in my life. Sure I tried to hide it too, but it was useless. Mom pursued me until she caught me...on video...and posted it for the world to see! I was horrified...but then I was totally liberated. Now I sing my songs more often and in the middle of the day.
You should try it.
Really.
Greetings Fin,
ReplyDeleteI can sympathize with your plight. I too have a secret but I am sorry I cannot share or it would not be a secret anymore.
Maybe I should bring it up with daddy, so that I can finally have this weight lift off my shoulders and be liberated.
Take care,
Miss Kitty
Hello dearest Fin, Smudge loves his mouse too he is not so secretive as you are though.
ReplyDeleteMy roommate Boodie is a little (or rather, not-so-little) wench compared to you, Fin! She does the same thing with every toy she can get her teeth into, carrying it around and singing to beat the band! So I wouldn't feel too bad if I were you.
ReplyDeleteI have never hidden my love for Sardinie. I played out the story of his disappearance and discovery all over the interwebs!
ReplyDeleteWelll... you could try being really, really cute and see if that helps your Mom forget. It's a shame that a girl can't keep her secrets!
ReplyDeleteUh oh!
ReplyDeleteBut we wouldn't feel too badly, either, Fin. None of us hides our "affections" for certain items. Derry has his purple "snake," Nicki has his favourite mousie and Mr. Stick, and Annie has her little fuzzy balls. You should hear *her* "song of love!"
We kinda think Cory is right on the money--just come out about it! :-)
It could be worse, Fin. I have a couple of things I like to carry around and chatter too. My mum laughs at me. Sigh.
ReplyDelete-Lishy.
My broful Napoleon sings (and let me tell you he cannot carry a tune) very loud when he carries one of his mousies around.
ReplyDeleteI think your Mom enjoyed seeing you, but maybe she will soon forget what she saw.
~ Timothy
Thanks so much for stopping by and celebrating Maggie May Day with me!
ReplyDelete♥ Maggie May
That is too bad, that Mom saw you with mousey. You have kept that a secret for such a long time. Maybe Mom won't see you again. Hide somewhere quick where she can't find it. Then you can sing to it when she leaves some day.
ReplyDeleteHave a great weekend. You do have your work cut out for you.
Lucy has a tiny little lion who is called Leo and no-one or no-cat can play with Leo or else you get the claw of pain!!
ReplyDeleteLots of kitties have "little friends" that they like to keep just for themselves so don't feel silly.
Thanks for sharing with us, Fin. Now that the truth is out, don't you feel a lot better about this? No more hiding in dark corners, no more clandestine meetings hoping no one will see you. Now that you've declared your love, you & Mousey can finally be seen in public together.
ReplyDeleteHey Fin, we all have our special pals, it is quite alright, all is normal!
ReplyDeleteFin, we think it's time to come out of the mousie closet!
ReplyDeleteOh Fin, Time to just cut loose! Sing your love of Mousie loud and proud! Interspecies love is OK, it's the new millenium and all that jazz.
ReplyDeleteJohnson wanders the hall at night moaning with toys in his mouth and he doesn't quit until somebody wakes up, takes it from him, and gives him a pat. You might want to try this at 3 AM, just for fun!
Well I haff a secret too bit I don't wanta say ... 'cos it's a secret!
ReplyDeleteMilo xx
It's ok Fin! We all have our special buddies. Skeeter's is the 'Nippy Duck. Pandora's is the 'Nippy Narwhal. King doesn't have one, really. And little Cricket's is a leopard print thing.
ReplyDeleteDon't be shy about sharing your love story with your furends Fin.......some of us can relate...like Teak, he has a favorite mousy that he loves to play with. When he is done playing, he gives mousy a bath by putting it in the water bowl. luckily one of the humans rescues it every time 'cause Teak forgets about not liking water and can't get it back out!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for purrin' for our woofie ICE, we really appreciated it and now he is doing better. We hope it never happens again but if it does we will help him feel better when it is over. Thanks again sweet Fin=^Y^=
Oh Fin...we understand. I think most of us have a fried. Even a mousie friend. I have one..a small one with fur but the thing I carry most in my mouth is my corduroy ball. Mom sees me with it in my mouth occasionally rushing to a hidey place so I can be alone with it and she gets all goo goo eyed and mushy. Thinks I'm cute. Gee whiz.
ReplyDeleteBe proud and tell the world you just don't care!
I hate it when I get caught at stuff too.
ReplyDelete--JB
Well, Fin...don't you feel a little bit liberated?? Now you don't have to hide your love for Mousie. It's okay, really.
ReplyDeleteIt's okay to have special and favorite things, Fin, really!
ReplyDeleteFin
ReplyDeleteThey say the truth sets you free. Now that the truth is out, you can play openly with your Mousie and sing as loud and as long as you want.
purrin
xo
Abby
We all have our secret loves Fin, but sometimes there comes a time when you just have to be open about it. Just shout your love for mousie from the rooftops, (or the top of the stairs will do.)You will be surprised how liberating it is.
ReplyDeleteI know what you mean, Fin. I try to be such an adult kitty, but there is just something about my little white pom pom I can't resist (especially when mom rolls it in fresh catnip).
ReplyDeleteI play in secret with my toys, but I prefer Mom playing with me.She's my favorite toy and I really toy with her as I manipulate her. It's OK to be in love with a favorite mousey mine has catnip....Kassey
ReplyDeleteFin,
ReplyDeleteI just want to say that if Monet had a cat, he or she would look like you--floofy and like his paintings. Your mom takes a great picture. I understand your feelings about Mousey. Mine got ground up in the vacuum. I still remember the incident. You never get over stuff like that..
I hide my mousies under the rug by the door. They are special and shouldn't mix with the regular toys in the toybox. Mom doesn't catch me too often with one in my mouth, and never has managed a picture! -Scout
ReplyDeleteHello Fin, our beautiful fluffy friend. I have a fuzzy pom-pom that I carry in my mouth. The humans laugh and say it looks like I have a fuzzy moustache.
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