Musings of a snoozeball…

I love my days. I sleep almost 18 hours a day. I eat whenever i want and there is always fresh water to drink (though i prefer to drink off the tap), I have all these little toys to play with and my mom cuddles and warms me at night when I sleep bundled next to her. I have my potty all cleaned up after me and I am washed and kept clean and smelling fresh all the time, I can pretty much sharpen my claws where I want and I have a sister to play with. Life is perfect. I feel sorry for these poor human beings with their house chores and office work and millions of worries and traffic and all the rest of the problems my mom complains about. What a stressful life it must be to be human. Tch tch.

Mom keeps apologising for not letting me and Memoll go out. But i grew up at home. I do try and get out once in a while, but when I’m out I hate it and am scared and just want to come in. So why is she sad? I’ve heard the cats outside crying about being hungry and cold and being chased by dogs and people throwing stones. I dn’t have to worry about all that!!So I’m thrilled to bits. I love watching TV with mom too and sitting next to her as she pounds away on her red laptop. I love chasing her socks and the rustling of the plastic bag that she makes into a ball for me. I love my balcony where I sit and bask in the sun. What do humans wish for on a holiday? Nothing to do, just to relax and have fun, no cleaning and no work, a clean sparkling place, good food, lotsa sleep…Well imagine my life…I am on a permanent holiday.

The few things I do complain about is that she scrubs me with water and soap every week!!I hate that. But she is so guilty after that, that I’m pretty much the king for the rest of the day. I also don’t like the de worming medicines she stuffs down my throat every 2 months. And the shots every year!!!CAT! (our equivalent to saying MAN!) are they painful. But i put up a good fight and scream and growl and scratch and bite.. You should see the poor doc running for his life after…

Ive heard stories about other people just leaving their cats in awful shelters if we become too difficult to look after. Not our mom. She loves us and never stays away for long even if she has to go out of town for long. She gets her friend Jyothish to look after us and we like him, so we are cool. Even after work everyday, she is home and rarely leaves us. She only goes out weekends and is always apologetic about leaving us. But we are OK. We have lots of fun at home.

So guys, its definitely not a dog’s world let me tell you, its a cat’s world! And hope u all have a nice catty day.

PS: She has promised to get us a cat tree by new years. Ill let you all know all about it when we get it. My sis Memoll says meow to ya’ll



NemoAs a member of the cat family, I feel the need to pen down a few words about the tragic trapped corner I find my cousins in. My name is Nemo and I live with my sister Memoll and my mother Mythily who for some reason looks nothing like my sister and me. Anyways, to come back to the topic – tigers in India.

I was listening to a box my mom refers to as the TV the other day. She likes to come home after work and lie down and stare at it for a while. This is generally my ‘fuss time’. I get my neck and back scratched and get all the kisses and hugs I cold ask for. Then I watched this piece on the tiger situation in India.

They were talking about how 25 tigers have disappeared from an Indian sanctuary. My mom was fuming talking about how this was the second reserve they are disappearing from and how she could not understand how their disappearance wasn’t noticed before. I agree. You can’t imagine the hysteria and a near heart attack and tears I created when I went missing for a few hours (just exploring the next building). And one of the greatest species on earth is fast becoming extinct, and no one cares? How is that possible? Are we not important and isn’t it everyone’s duty to look after each other however different we may look or speak or eat?

I had seen this other piece on TV about how a cat killer in the US was arrested on suspicion and if convicted could serve the rest of his life in jail on many counts of offence (my mom’s sister who we also call mom is a lawyer so I understand these terms). It amuses me that 19 cat owners are moved enough my their cats deaths are have proved capable enough to start a motion and get the wrong doer arrested, but a country of 1 billion… 1 BILLION I repeat, can’t save its tigers. Ironical?

I agree the process is a long one. With poaching and development, it seems to be a losing battle. But I hope we at least put up a fight. Try and save these great beasts so that the future generation knows that no cause is lost as long as there are people who care. More action and less talk people. Buck up- Meow