A Joyous Mew-on-day Configuration!

 

 

            “So, Suzy, how is Mr. Baby Sir getting along at your house?” said Charley Cat the next time the cats got together for a confab. “Ma’am misses him a lot and would like to know that he is happy.”

            “Charley, Mr. Baby Sir is a fine gentleman with delicate manners! It’s quite impressive. He also has the most incredible whiskers, unlike any others I have seen,” said Suzy dreamily.

            “I hear that he looks a lot like myself! That’s certainly saying something in his favor,” said Buddy, who was visiting with everyone this time, unlike the last. “I hear that he has a fine singing voice also!”

            “There’s certainly something to be said for a fine large fluffy tabby. I am quite fond of him myself, actually,” said Charley Cat. “I used to hold him down and clean those ears very carefully!”

            “I’ve never met him, except in fleeting glances when we meet. He was quite extraordinarily handsome. Sammie thinks so too!” said Toots, who was grinning at Sammie.

            If cats could blush, Sammie would probably have been blushing under her coat.

            “I think his whiskers are his best feature,” said Toots. Then she blushed!

            Willie, who had been pretending to sleep, but keeping on eye on the shiny glass door, said “Do you cats want to hear the truth of the matter? Or do you want to live in a delusion?” He looked from face to face, trying to read the temper of the group.

            Toots and Suzy raised their eyebrows at each other and broke down into kitty giggles.

            “Here we go!” said Suzy to no one in particular, but to everyone at the same time.

            “The facts of the matter are these: people are making fools of themselves over that fluff bag, as I’ve heard him called, and it is appropriate. I think if I hear one them tell him how wonderful his whiskers are, or what a good boy he is, well, I may explode!

            “He’s making terrible inroads into the Cat Buffet! I have to really chow down to stay ahead of him! The nerve of that guy!”

            Warming up to his subject, Willie strode back and forth on the back porch floor, taking an occasional glace at the glass to see how he looked. He seemed pleased.

            “He sucks up to them in an appalling manner! He cries Mrrr Mrrr Mrrr as he runs back and forth. He’s a big old kitten, and I don’t approve!” grunted Willie, finally.

            “Give the kid a break, Willie,” said Buddy. “You’re not a mean cat. What’s a matter anyhow? You’re not jealous, are you??”

            “No! I’m not!” said Willie, petulantly.

            “You are too!” said Suzy. “You’re afraid he’ll steal Her heart away from you!”

            “He holds Mr. Booby on his lap. Every day!” said Willie. Then he mewed sadly.

            Sammie spoke up at last, now that she could see what the problem was. Simple jealousy.

            “Willie, it’s your job to be a kind host to Mr. Baby Sir. That’s all there is to it! And I’ll tell you something else. If you behave kindly to him you will begin to like him more every day. You’ll stop worrying that he might be better or more loveable than you. This is the way the heart works. You must trust me on this!” she said. “And you will be happier!”

            “That sounds very wise to me,” said Charley Cat. And everyone nodded.

            Willie, and in fact, the whole group were silent for a while, each thinking his or her own thoughts.

            “Oh, pffft, well, I’m not real  happy right now. What the heck. Maybe I’ll pretend I like the big boob until I feel better,” said Willie. “If you think that will work?”

            “I do,” said Sammie.

            At about that point in the meeting a cat with a very straight up the air very fluffy tail wandered into the back porch. Everyone could see him. It was actually Mr. Baby Sir himself.

            “Hi! Oh, we’re having a meeting?” he said. “What’s the occasion?”

            “Oh, you know,” said Toots. “Sometimes we just get together to chew the fat and Purr™ together. You’ve sat in before! Want to stay?”

            So, Mr. Baby Sir sat where he could see everyone in the glass, who was not present with him and Suzy and Willie, and they all lowered their noses and shut their eyes and Purred together.

            Finally, Mr. Baby said, “Tell Ma’am I’m fine, but I miss her. It will be a great day when she comes back!”

            “I’ll tell her,” said Charley Cat warmly.

            “This was a good meeting,” said Buddy. “I’m proud of you guys.”

            “It’s all in the Purring, isn’t it,” laughed Toots.

            Then she adjourned the meeting, until next time.

             

MRRRT!

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