Kittens grow out of meowing
once they finish suckling.
No need to talk to each other
Just to make mom aware
of the need to open the bar
and keep the milk on tap
The runt of the litter
he’s the best speaker
Silence is death
Meowing, a life-line.
Once you’re on solids
you can cat-chat and back-chat
in a uniquely feline way
Use your tail, master the signals-
Straight up equals happy
Twitching means anxious or angry
Body language is vital
Rubbing, usually friendly,
transfers the scent
The catty equivalent of
Chanel Nos.5 or Prada
Cats only meow
to control their human masters,
who are dull enough
to need constant reminders:
‘Food!’ ‘Door’! ‘Warmth’!
‘Bed’! Attention’!
To fellow felines
they trill and chatter
like whiskery old gossips
Yowling and howling
is melodramatic
suggesting desperation-
Succour, Pain, Mate
It disturbs the owner
who can’t interpret
this ancient cry
from the jungle
Man has had catty relationships
Since the time of the Pharaohs
Cats have been deified sanctified
mummified vilified,
black-listed demonised,
but we still haven’t mastered
basic cat-chat!
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