“This is fun!” Sophelia said.
“What is?” Mary asked.
“Playing with this mouse thingy.” Sophelia replied, getting ready to pounce.
Mary snorted. Somewhat amused at Sophelia’s attempts at playing with the fake mouse she’d brought home. This one was attached to string and had a pole that she used to move the mouse in front of Sophelia.
“Should we name it?” Sophelia asked Mary.
“Name what?” Mary wondered.
“The mouse?” Sophelia
“How about Sam?”
“Sam the mouse.” Sophelia
“Of course.” Mary replied
“That makes so much sense. Won’t it get confused?” Sophelia purred.
“The mouse is an inanimate object. Sam won’t get confused. Don’t you worry Sophelia.” Mary
“I got you sam.” Sophelia said happily with the fake mouse in her claws.
“Tag your it.” Sophelia
Mary smiled at Sophelia.
“Cutie pie” Mary sighed.
“hmm pie… what is this pie you speak of?” Sophelia asked, highly curious.
“Pumpkin pie. Its tasty. Cats don’t eat pie though.” Mary responded.
“Please. Pumpkin pie sounds much better than mice. Could I have some?” Sophelia.
“I’ll go get some…” Mary
At Mary’s House
Sophelia was bored again.
What was she supposed to do?
She wanted some attention.
Sophelia interrupted Mary’s tea party.
“Cup of tea please!” Sophelia demanded.
“You are a cat. Cats don’t have tea.”
“What’s your point? I’ll have have tea because I want tea.!” Sophelia replied
Mary took a small cup and filled it with tea. She then put it in front of Sophelia.
“It’s too hot.” She complained.
“Of course it is… it’s tea. It’s supposed to be hot.”
“Too much sarcasm.” Sophelia joked.
“Har Har” Mary replied
The next day Mary brought home a cat toy.
Sophelia did not know what to do with it.
“What is that supposed to be?” Sophelia asked Mary
“It’s a fake mouse.” Mary replied.
“Is that supposed to be funny?” Sophelia wondered
“I thought you’d be surprised…” Mary said
“I am… But I would prefer a real mouse.” Sophelia huffed.
“I don’t want to have real mice in my house you will have to get used to fake mice.” Mary sighed.
It was time to explore the neighborhood!
Where to start? Sophelia was stuck with making the decision
She would visit the house next door.
There was a dog yapping away in the yard. A fence was the only thing keeping it away from Sophelia.
She then went to check the other house next door. There were two cats that were prowling around.
“Greetings fellow cats”
“Do you speak cat or human?”
“I guess I will have to revert to cat language”
“Meow Meow Meow” Sophelia began the conversation
“Meow?” one of the cats replied
“Yes of course that makes sense.” Sophelia said, fascinated.
The two cats have a private conversation. They had to reach a decision.
“Meow Meow” One of them said to Sophelia
They then began to hunt for mice around the neighbor’s house. They made sure to avoid the dog. It was quite annoying to begin with.
Mary was back in the house wondering where Sophelia was. She was back in time to see Sophelia humming to herself. She was tired from looking for mice in the neighborhood.
“Did you have fun? Did those cats also speak english?” Mary asked Sophelia
“Unfortunately no. They only speak cat.” Sophelia replied.
At Mary’s House
Sophelia the cat was bored. She had nothing to do. She was going to explore the neighborhood. She could play with fake mice or go on a stroll. Decisions decisions!
Mary was no fun since she tended to ignore her meows. Humans were so peculiar!
“You are no fun” (Sophelia)
“All you do is feed me.” (Sophelia)
“Aren’t you glad?” (Mary)
“It’s bland food. Not restaurant quality.” (Sophelia)
“What’s your point? Your a cat.” (Mary)
“That doesn’t change anything. I want tuna. Give me tuna!” (Sophelia)
“You have to ask nicely.” (Mary)
“Pretty please with a mouse on top!” (Sophelia)
“I’ll buy you some tuna” (Mary)
Mary left the house to get Sophelia’s much awaited tuna.
“She’s left the building. Now where are those mice hiding?” (Sophelia)
Sophelia then broke into song:
“I see fishes, fishes in my dreams! I see fishes, fishes as can be! If only it was not a dream. Fishes I would be. Fishing fun for everyone! This would be as fun. If fishes were fun. I’d had all but none. For fishes are fishes and I have none.”
Mary arrived half way through her song.
“Wow I did not know you could sing.” (Mary)
“I practice whenever you leave.” (Sophelia)
“Your tuna awaits you.” (Mary)
“Much thanks. Meow Meow Meow” (Sophelia)
The Adventures of Madame Sophelia
One Day in May
There sat a cat.
But not just any cat!
It was a kind, compassionate cat.
At the nearby Cat Haven
“I’m a cat”
“Why is the cat talking?” Mary asked a staff member
“It’s not talking. Are you okay?” Henry replied, concerned.
“I can hear cats. They aren’t all sugar.” Mary whispered to herself.
Mary was confused. She had a secret power. The power to hear cats!
Cats that enjoy chasing fake mice and lying in the sun.
“I’ll take that one.” She said, pointing at Sophelia
In the Car
“Silly goose” said Mary.
“I’m not a goose! I’m a cat.” said Madame Sophelia
“Cats can’t talk?”
“Well, obviously I can.”