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Cat Kisses

(Bobbi Katz)

Sandpaper kisses
on a cheek or a chin--
that is the way
for a day to begin!

Sandpaper kisses--
a cuddle, a purr.
I have an alarm clock
that's covered with fur.

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I sat up and stretched, much to FeatheredSoul's annoyance. "Wouldn't you rather have some food then lay her all day?"

Feather pricked her ears at the word, 'food'. She lept off the bed then turned to look at me as if to say, 'Hurry up!'

I rolled my eyes, smiling, and followed the grey cat into the kitchen. I pulled a can of wet food out of her drawer and spooner it into her dish. I could hardly set it down before she was shoving her muzzle into the satisfying breakfast. As I watched her eat, the rumbling of my stomach reminded me of my own hunger.

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After satisfying my own hunger with an omelette, which Feather seemed to think was hers as well, I pulled out the laser pointer. I shined it infront of FeatheredSoul's paws. At first it seemed like she was going to ignore it, then her ears pricked up and she leaned foreward. I continued wiggling the laser, letting it go further away from her. She suddenly darted foreward, reaching with her paws. I flicked the laser to the wall, and she followed, her claws trying to grab onto the red light.

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~The Birth of Blue and Frost~

FeatheredSoul bit tightly on the stick as pain rippled through her belly. She lay on a bed of leaves in a forest far from her old twoleg home. She still bore the burn marks from the fire that had destroyed her and several other houses, including her mate's. The black and white tom stood next to her now, his whiskers quivering. She knew how helpless he felt in this strange territory. She was doing her best to keep quiet so as to avoid any other dangers, but she was at her limit. The stick shattered as two wet bundles slithered out beside her. The tom bit open the sacs and began licking them clean and dry.

The two tiny kits mewled as they took their first breath of the tree scented air. One, the slightly elder one, had blue grey fur just like her mother. The other was black with a white-masked face and half white tail and paws. They were both female.

FeatheredSoul purred as she gazed at her daughters. She nudged them towards her belly to feed. She looked up as her mate asked, "What shall we name them?"

She thought for a moment. "I'd like to name that one Frost." She mewed, indicating the black and white one.

The tom nodded. "A perfect name for a perfect daughter." He purred, leaning in to rub his chin against hers. "Then how about Blue for the other."

"Sounds perfect to me." FeatheredSoul mewed with a purr.

The new family curled up in the warm nest if leaves. The strange territory suddenly didn't seem so strange anymore. Little did the new parents know, that their daughters would one day join a clan and grow to be strong warriors, requesting the names of Bluesoul and Frostfeather in honor of their brave and strong mother.

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After a while, it seemed that Feather had decided she was done. She padded over to her bed and lay down.

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~The Death of Their Father~


Feathered Soul purred as her two daughters played. Blue and Frost were now two months old. Their father had left to go hunting. They had struggled their first couple weeks in the wild. It was through instinct and the observance of other cats who lived in the forest that they learned to hunt and care for themselves. They were happy that the other cats were friendly, though they didn't see them much. They were all loners here.

Blue suddenly let out a squeak as her sister bit her ear. She shoved the black and white shecat off of her. "Get off!"

Frost landed on her hind quarters with a "humph!" She flicked her tail through the leaves. "Why do you have to be that way?" She whined.

Blue curled her tail over paws. "I could ask you the same." She mewed, turning her nose away.

Frost lashed her tail and crouched down. Before Blue had a chance to react, Frost was on top of her with a "gawr!" The two rolled in a ball of flaying paws and tails.

Feathered Soul had enough. She got to her paws and seperated the two. "Enough!" She hissed. "What would your father think?"

At that, the two hung their head. "Sorry." They both mewed.

Feathered Soul sighed. "Come on. Your father will be home soon. If your good, maybe you guys can have some meat."

Blue and Frost pricked their ears. "Really?" Frost asked, her tail quivering.

"Really." Feathered Soul purred indicating that they should lay down with her. They obliged.

To be continued....

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I came home from work one day and Feathered Soul did not come to greet me. I had been working a lot recently, so I knew that she was mad at me. But I was working to buy a surprise for her. I began to worry as I searched the house for her. That worry began to turn to panic as my search of the house neared its end. I sat down on the couch, my fingers clenching in worry. Where was my angel?

Suddenly I headed a scarring noise. My heart skipped a beat. Could it be...? I ran to the door and open it, only to have my heart drop when she wasn't there. I closed the door again and leaned against it with a sigh. I blinked as the scratching persisted. It wasn't coming from the door. I listened closely. It was coming from the kitchen.

I stepped as quietly as I could onto the tile of the kitchen floor. The scratching stopped. I waited. After a moment, it started again. My heart lept as I heard quiet meow coming from one of the cabinets. I walked over and opened it.

Feathered Soul, along with a chew up bag of cat food, tumbled out of the cabinet. She had somehow gotten the door open to get to the food, but the door had shut behind her and she had been unable to get out.

I let out a chuckle of relief and scooped her into my arms. I cuddled her closely and pressed my face into her long, silky fur. "Oh I was so scared!" I said softly. "How much did you eat, you silly girl?"

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XD this was done on my phone with my finger. Not easy. Lol <3

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(I forgot whiskers! How could I forget whiskers?!?!?!))


I stepped through the front door, carrying FeatheredSoul in her carrier. We had just gotten back from the vet after her day in the cabinet. I had feared that she had eaten too much or something she wasn't supposed to. The vet subscribed rest and sent them home with a pill to settle her stomach and to help her sleep.

I set the carrier down and got her out. After several attempts, I finally managed to force the pill down her throat. I released her and she ran off to her bed. She wasn't happy with me, I could tell.

I went over to her sat down. I began to pet her softly and began singing to her.

"In the jungle, the mighty jungle
The lion sleeps tonight
In the jungle, the quiet jungle
The lion sleeps tonight..."