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Menolyrical; The Dip... an FFHT event

Over at Murphy and Stanley's place it is last Friday of the month story day... click to read more!!!

Normally I use a photo to prompt my stories and this is no exception; we are also given a sentence by M&S which we have to highlight in the story.

This month it is "...and that's why my toes turned purple."


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Monday past, you may recall,
I met a feline fellow
whose paws were bright on every leg
- and I don't mean yellow!

Slunk past my legs  in silence,
(as is the wont of his kind);
sniffed a flower or two in passing,
then showed me his behind.

Such a '... hither' look he had,
I surely had to follow
and watched, as he groomed and strode
then began to wallow.

Mesmerised, I had to ask -
I mean, really, why, when, what??!
"How come, Sir, your paws are tinted
like a forget-me-not?"

Cat growled loud, Cat mewed and blinked
"I could tell you, but at cost...
perhaps some catnip?..fine-flake fish?
or tray of liver frost?"

"None of these I have to hand:
but fifteen mins of glory
I can promise if you will tell
the whole of your story."

A moment's hesitation, 
then Cat let loose the torrent
about his brush with neighbours wild 
behaviour, abhorrent.

He spoke words non-BBC,
the sort that can't be printed;
he wouldn't tone it down at all,
however much I hinted.

Such vitriol was spewed forth
I could scarce bear to listen;
but then I saw it in his eye,
a twinkle, a glisten!

He stopped, and again the wink:
"lady, you are kind, I see
so from this hatred I'll now refrain
and tell what tainted me.

Renovations under way,
they left their paint to curdle
 - low - in a tray - I could not resist...
...and that's why my toes turned purple."


11 comments:

  1. Hehe, and doesn't Mr Push-T-Cat look content wiv his purple sockies on!
    Loves and licky kisses
    Princess Leah xxx

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    1. Hari OM
      A very self-satisfied individual, he was! Yxx

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  2. Oh we have been looking forward all week to this and it didn't disappoint.
    Toodle pip!
    Bertie.
    PS We found this month's FFHT quite a tough challenge - you can judge in a few hours time whether or not we, that's Gail and I, were up to it!

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    1. Hari OM
      I agree Bertie lad, and to be very honest, on Monday I had absolutely no idea what was going to come out. This was produced literally an hour before going live! Cat whispered through the whiskerline..... Yxx

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  3. What a wonderful FFHT poetic story Aunty!
    Smileys!
    Dory, Jakey, Arty & Bilbo

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  4. I love your story and your purple toes!!

    Ziggy Out!!

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  5. MOL, Fat Cat aka Whiskers turned his butt blue by sitting in a paint tray. We hope the paint came off your toes easier than it came off Whiskers' butt.

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  6. Good one! I had no clue that my staff had diy-projects in your area... bet that was their fault that the cat got purple boots :o)

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  7. OH MY WORD YAM YOU ARE A POET FOR SURE...WHAT A GREAT POEM ALL ABOUT A CAT HAVING A HISSING FIT OVER SOME SILLY PEEPS.
    AND I MIGHT ADD WHAT A HANDSOME FELINE TOO
    HUGS MADI YOUR BFFF

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  8. Ha Ha! Excellent poem for FFHT. Alas our assistant dropped the ball on this month
    hugs
    Mr Bailey, Hazel & Mabel

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