Tiger – a new day

Good Morning all. Tiger again.  The first light of day has begun to dawn through the closed blinds and I must needs go out to hunt the small ones who reside in the bush.  I hear them through the walls.  I sense them in my whiskers.

Bob is up and Sue tosses.  She is the one I must wake but though my eyes speak she doesn’t hear.  I must resort to the mew, though she does not appreciate that, I have learned.  But what can I do?  The small ones will escape and I need the chase to release the energy stored up overnight in my limbs.

“Mew,” I say quietly so only she can hear.  She stirs but does not rise.

“Mew,”  I say again a bit louder but still there is nothing.

“Meow!  Meeowww! ” I say again so she has no excuse to pretend she does not hear.  Some movement but still the door remains closed.  I hate when the door remains closed.

I begin to panic as I hear the small ones get away.

“Meow!   Meowwwwww!   Meowwwwww!”

“Oh Tiger!” she says and she is up and finally opens the door.

My day has begun.

Morning Tiger

Morning Tiger

 

4 thoughts on “Tiger – a new day

  1. Tiger and Effie share a classic feline urgency that bends sound with motives of their own in a way that is very compelling, very grating, and ensures their victory over our sleep. . . .

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