Strange Cat

Photo: Fanta, a brindle Staffordshire bull terrier (staffy) with a brown teddy bear. Caption reads: "A new bear for me."

Strange Cat by Fantasia Dog

Strange things have been happening in our house.

It started with Mr Bumpy. He’s been sick a lot lately, but he was acting very strangely the other day. He couldn’t stand up, and tried leaning on walls. The human and the upstairs human took him to the emergency vet. When they came back they were making sad noises, and they didn’t bring Bumpy with them.

The human told us Bumpy was not coming back.

Then, later, the human was looking at the computer. She said something like, “When the upstairs human is ready, this looks like the perfect cat.”

A moment later the upstairs human came down, and told our human about a cat she’d seen on her computer. It was the same cat.

Neither of them told us why they were looking at cats on the computer. It was strange behaviour from them.

Then both humans went out. They were out for a very long time.

When our human came home, she had presents for Princess and me. I got a new bear and Princess got some little fluffy mice. (I needed a new bear because someone disemboweled my old one. I’ll let you guess who would be that rough with my toys.) The human said the new toys were presents from Debbie.

We didn’t know anyone called Debbie. When we picked up our new toys, they smelled like a cat, a strange cat, one we didn’t know. We were very suspicious of the toys, and it took us both a while to decide to play with them.

At the same time, we heard noises from upstairs. Cat noises. It didn’t sound like Bumpy. It was the same kind of meow that Princess makes.

That night, the upstairs human visited, carrying a cat. It was the same kind of cat as Princess, and was about half her size. It had short, uneven hair, but had the same big blue eyes as Princess.

The human said this was Debbie. The upstairs human didn’t put Debbie down on the floor near us, just held her so we could see Debbie, and we could see her.

When they went back upstairs, our human told us Debbie was the same kind of cat as Princess and the same age, but was so small because she’d lived in a bad place. She said now Debbie was here, we could help her feel safe, and have a nice life.

The next night, the upstairs human brought Debbie for another visit. This time she put Debbie on the floor. We both stayed about a metre away from her. We were a bit wary. When the upstairs human took her home, Princess and I went to sniff the spot where Debbie had been sitting. We sniffed it again and again. It was definitely the same cat as our toys smelled like.

The human says Debbie will just keep visiting for little amounts of time until we all get used to each other.

Princess and I are still a bit unsure. This new cat looks Ok, and it smells OK, but it’s still a strange and new cat. Maybe the human is right and we’ll all end up good friends, but for now, we’re being a little bit careful of getting too close.

Photo of Fanta, a brindle Staffordshire bull terrier (Staffie) on a red couch, "smiling" at the camera.

Fantasia Dog

Fanta is a graduate of the Animal Welfare League Qld shelter, where she was known as Fantasia. On arrival at her forever home, her full name was declared too pretentious, and she became known as Fanta. Occasionally, when she emits noxious gases, she is known as Fartica or Fartica the Hellhound. She likes walks, playing, eating, more eating, and cats when they don’t bite her ears. She dislikes baths, cats when they do bite her ears, and dogs who bark at her when she’s out walking. Although she owns approximately a zillion toys, she only likes to play with Bear, Crocodile and Elephant.


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By Iris Carden

Iris Carden is an Australian indie author, mother, grandmother, and chronic illness patient. On good days, she writes. Because of the unpredictability of her health, she writes on an indie basis, not trying to meet deadlines. She lives on a disability support pension now, but her ultimate dream is to earn her own living from her writing.

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