The chatter between Queen Cleopatra and myself began to heat up, big time. She proceeded to compliment me and my brawny physique, while I fell head over paws for her inner beauty. She is a true, classic knock-out.
The clincher was a video I sent out of my latest peccadillo. I have taken to licking my Mom’s ice-filled water bottle.
As the frozen H2O melts, the bottle begins to sweat. That’s where my strange preoccupation comes into effect. Lapping up its persperation is delish . . .
Her response to this was, ‘One word – mesmerizing’.
Impressed by the remark I returned, ‘Right then, Chapter 2 of our love story is written, my lady love. *This is easier than I thought*’. Obviously, our love story was uppermost on her mind.
Even back then I knew this would be the greatest romance ever told. More impassioned than ‘Pride and Prejudice’ with the popularity of the Harry Potter series. And I was, just, the wordsmith to get the masterpiece down on paper to share with the rest of cat-hood.
My Queen found her contribution to the book hilarious claiming, ‘I’m a kitty of few words, my love.’
To which my smooth self replied, ‘You are my Queen. And only one word is needed between us. LOVE. *your big bundle of imperfection*’
I am well aware of my shortcomings nevertheless this does not hinder my Queen from complimenting me. (Some would class my flirting as a major flaw; not Cleo.)
We had become so close that a rather intimate exchange of tweets commenced, regarding a slight 💩 problem she had encountered and conquered.
‘So happy the Royal backside is behaving itself once again.’ I tweeted.
‘ROTFM, the Royal backside. Mew do make me giggle Mr. Tibbs’ She lovingly returned.
‘My Queen, sharing the details of your throne/litter box adventures, has me all agog. *never has 💩 been so fascinating*’. I honestly replied.
‘Awwww Mr. Tibbs mew funny *giggles* mew are furry sweet indulging my 💩 chatter. #TMI’
Bringing forth her winsome giggles makes my heart soar. I answered, ‘No one could make Royal 💩 more appealing. I’m just glad it’s all running smoothly, if you know what I mean.’
Admittedly, this conversation was becoming a tad weird; yet, to speak so confidentially was liberating. This kitty continued to capture my imagination. Such honesty and straight shooting (not referencing her 💩 problem here) was refreshing. The connection between us had just begun.
Next time; A serious step is taken. Stay tuned for Chapter 3