Thursday, November 11, 2010

Based on a true story...sort of

When Picasso was born, his mother would tell him and the other kitties stories from her life - in hopes her stories would protect her children when they were adopted by other people and taken to other homes. One of her stories dealt with mice.

She called them "darters." Little Picasso purred to his mommy, "Why do you call them that?"

"Because, honey, they like to dart in an out of holes in the walls, or from under hiding places and they are very tough to catch, but..." she smiled, "...they are fun to play with. You can bat them around and play with them until they are dead."

Picasso had never seen a mouse and he was nearing his first birthday, but the story his mother told him had stuck with him. He looked every where for a mouse, but alas, none was to be found at the Van Dyke's home. That is until one holiday - Veteran's Day - when Steve was sleeping in.

Picasso was sleeping at the foot of Steve's bed when he saw something that he had never seen before. Sticking out at the bottom of the covers was a round, pinkish mouse.

At first, Picasso wasn't sure it was a mouse so he went over and smelled it. It had an odor. So he licked it.

Suddenly the mouse darted under the covers.

With the quick movement, Picasso was more confident than ever that what he had seen darting under the blanket was a mouse. So he reached his paw under the covers and started batting at it.

This seemed to wake up Steve, who looked down at the foot of the bed to see this golden cat swiping at his big toe.

Thinking nothing of it, Steve went back to sleep...after all, it was a holiday.

As his feet were growing warm under the blankets, he again stuck his left toe out to get a little air.

Suddenly, the kitty sprung to life and pounced on the mouse, biting, licking and pawing at the darter.

Steve woke up from his dream and realized that Picasso was a "gullible" cat because he acted on only a small bit of information that his mother had told him. However, now the adventures of Picasso would be know throughout the world as "Gullible's Travels."

4 comments:

Lisa Grace said...

I loved this story. No matter how old a kitty gets, they never outgrow this instintive trait. Monster was born a stray and still has a "street" attitude. I think she likes to view herself as a tough alley cat - protecting her territory and prowling for her next meal. Apparently, she has a taste for laser pointers, as she loves to pounce on these also.

randymeiss said...

This is an example of just one of the many reasons I will never own a cat.

This sounds like the makings of another Toastmaster's speech. Thanks for bringing a laugh into my week at your poor toe's expense.

Ar Vee said...

I got a good laugh out of that one,Steve. Maybe a children's book is in your future, Inspired by the one and only. I wonder why he didn't sleep in the other room?

AZJim said...

Funny.. funny.. funny. Mice give me the willies and I am alergic to cats.