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Love at first sight and it ain't The CAT.

5/30/2019

As Nemmer was returning from Efem’s grove to his cottage he thought about what he would tell his wife, Cornelia, about The CAT. “She isn’t going to be happy, that I still have not found that darn cat,” he muttered.

Kicking a rock on the trail and stubbing his toe since the rock didn't move, he groaned “Stupid cat! See what he made me do and he isn't even here.”

Even though Nemmer and Cornelia had been together for a long time, he felt like it was only yesterday that they had just met. Reflecting back he thought about the first time he got a quick glimpse of her. "Oh yeah, it was love at first sight for me. Boy! Did I have a hard time getting her to fall for me,” he remembered. She was so busy looking for her silly cats even back then that she did not even notice him by the stream.

"Maybe if I had taken off my mask first to say hi that would have been better. Then she might have not have fallen into the stream and gotten covered in clay."

"Oh she was HOT! In more ways than one," Nemmer chuckled to himself. He spent many days trying to figure a way to make it up to her. Here he was dressed like a bird and she was a cat lover. It was not until this realization hit him that he realized what a bird-brain he was.

A cat was the key to her heart! That was why now he really did not want to tell her he couldn’t find The CAT. Especially since this cat was the distant off-spring of that original cat. “That darned cat!” Nemmer grumbled again as he continued to the cottage, hoping that The CAT might return home before him.

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Wishful Thinking...

5/23/2019

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Efem couldn't believe her long ears after hearing all of the gossip from The CAT about the young Dragon. She continues stroking The CAT's fur and idly scratching him behind the ears while thinking of days of old. “How long has it been since a Dragon was seen in the Realms,” she thought.

“I don’t know… who cares?” The CAT replies. “Dragons are stinky creatures and you can’t eat them. They eat you. I bet this one likes to eat cats too.”

“Oh shush. You haven’t even seen him yet. Everything you know about him came from the birds. You know how they like to twitter on," she tells The CAT.

The CAT, not wanting to concede the argument added, “except for the owls. They are pretty smart!” Efem had to agree, the owls were one of the most reliable sources of information in the forest.

“Go pester something else for a bit while I think,” she tells him as she helps him off of her lap. Once he slinks away, she is again able to wonder about the Dragon. As she thinks about seeing one again, slowly she starts to light up. “It would be so good to have them back. I hope they are here to stay.”

Soon The CAT is back and starts to rub himself against her leg, letting her know she can pick him up again. “How come sometimes you light up and start to glow? Is it something that is cat-chy?” The CAT snickers.

“Silly cat! I glow when I am very happy. I miss the Dragons and am happy to see one coming back. I hope I get to see him even if you don’t.”

“I didn’t say I did not want to see him… I just don’t want him to eat me and how come you only glow around animals? I don't see you glowing around Nemmer or your sister,” retorts The CAT.

“As I said, I glow when I am reaaallly happy Cat, which you usually make me. Personally, Nemmer never lighted me up. He is much more suited to my sister's temperament.

With that The Cat continues to purr in Efem's arms why she glows and ponders what it would mean with a Wish Dragon returning to the land.

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Efem finds The CAT... or is it that The CAT chooses Efem???

5/12/2019

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Efem, using her mind-talk, distractedly told the Dusty Mytes "Goodbye!" as they left to go off somewhere. She was getting a little concerned. Her sister, Cornelia, still had not told her whether or not The CAT had shown up at her cottage. “Oh, where could that cat be and what mischief is he getting into this time?” she thought to herself. “I know I shouldn't worry," she continued to tell herself. "He will probably show up when he’s hungry,” this time saying it out loud. When she realized that she was talking to herself, she knew that it was because of The CAT. “Look at what you got me doing now. I don’t normally talk to myself…” Then she giggled and continued, “As long as I don’t answer myself I guess that will be okay.”

Just then she saw something flicker over by the ferns under a tall golden willow tree. It was The CAT. “At least you are not out causing mischief,” she said as she watched him saunter over to her. Efem reached down and scratched him behind the ears. As soon as he started purring she lit up! When Efem was truly happy it was hard to keep all that happiness inside and she began to glow!

Staring at Efem the whole time, The CAT stretched and then sat down - waiting. “I know that look," Efem sighed with a slightly crooked smile.

“You are hungry I bet.” The CAT slightly nodded his head. “Sometimes I think you understand what I am saying, but then you go and do just the opposite. Sometimes you act just like one of those mundane cats, but only I know how special you truly are,” whispered Efem - glowing a little brighter now.

Efem’s tree grove is a special place which is why The CAT liked it here so much.

Efem grew catnip (only the premium kind), ferns to play hide and seek in, and a tree stump with just the right shape for a comfortable cat-bed. He did like looking down on his domain from his bed. Efem touched the stump and magically his favorite cat pillow appeared along with a special crème ala cream bowl of milk. “She is the best pet I ever had,” thought The CAT as he started eating. Soon he was full and contented.

Now this CAT was ornery, stubborn, mischievous, and sometime wickedly playful, but his worst vice was that he liked to listen to gossip. The birds were the best gossipers in the realm and he spent hours sitting in trees listening to the Twitter Line (while also waiting for a meal to get too close). Today’s gossip was too good to hold in though and he decided he had to tell someone. Noticing Efem looking at the young saplings in the grove, he sauntered up to her legs and started rubbing himself against her. Using mind-talk he told her “Hungry soon.” Before Efem realized it was The CAT talking, she answered “I already fed you.” When she realized it was The CAT, she gasped. Never had The CAT spoke to her.

“I’m not talking about being hungry. Hungry the Wish Dragon will be here soon. You can pick me up and pet me now if you would like and I will tell you the gossip about him,” The CAT replied.

To read about Hungry the Wish Dragon, click here.

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The CAT...

5/8/2019

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Nemmer trudged down the trail, grumbling to himself about that stupid cat. He was not happy to have go back home to tell his wife that The CAT was not at Efem’s tree grove. Meanwhile Efem was conversing with the Dusty Mytes to see if they had seen The CAT. While others wondered where The Cat at that moment was, he was not thinking about them at all.

No one can say "they" understand cats... for cats truly have a mind of their own. But this one was even more contentious than the wildest of wild cats and he had an urging. He wanted to find out why no one had ever come up with the idea of a fish-truffle purple gum flavored cat food.

Sounds silly, I know, but this cat thought of things like this. Like why were there words like bee, be, and Bea when they all sounded the same but meant different things? All The CAT could figure was that anyone that was not a cat was just plain silly. “I will never figure out the Others even if I have nine lives to do it in,” he murmured to himself.

So, he continue to prowl around through the woods going wherever he wanted (like all cats), pondering and searching for the answers he was seeking. He did not worry about those that may be looking for him at all (again like all cats).

The CAT did liked Efem though. She, being a tree mother, thought she was always helping him out of a tree, but The CAT knew better. He never was stuck in a tree, (you have never seen a cat skeleton there have you?) he was merely waiting for the next meal to come along.

He also choose to share his time with Efem’s sister, Cornelia too. She was the strangest and silliest being The CAT had ever met and so was her husband Nemmer. When Nemmer wore his silly bird like mask, he never could understand why that made him hungry.

For when he got hungry, he would show up at whichever place was the closest. Putting on his poor pitiful starved look, the sisters would soon start cooing and petting him. At the same time, they would tell him how starved he looked and complained that nobody has fed The CAT. He had to admit to himself that he did like when they scratched behind his ears. That was purrrrfect! The best part so far of his nine lives. He would then show his biggest smile with a sparkle in his teeth to let them know he was well pleased with his Pets.

"Now I'm hungry just thinking about it. Who's place is closest?" he wondered.

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Nemmer is found...

5/2/2019

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“Another couple of bends in the trail and I should be finally at Efem’s,” muttered Nemmer, still upset about losing his mask. “At least I did not run into any Dusty Mytes on my way here.” Not that he remembered anyway…

Nemmer soon walked around the last bend of the trail and could see Efem’s tree grove. A little further and soon he spied Efem… and she had Dusty Mytes with her! “Oh no… and me without my mask for protection!” he thought. As he was pondering what to do, Efem saw him on the trail and waved to him to come over.

Not taking his eyes off of the Dusty Mytes, he slowly picked his way over. As he came nearer, the Dusty Mytes slowly rolled closer to Efem, making a trail for him.

“What are you doing with these dangerous creatures?”

“I was so worried about you!" she told him with a look of relief. “When the Dusty Mytes told me that something had happened to you, I was getting concerned and was about to send a message to your wife.”

“I am glad you didn't. The last thing I need is for you to call your sister. You can see I am fine," Nemmer replied as he diligently watched the Dusty Mytes making sure that they did not try anything.

“Oh Nemmer! They just want to apologize to you,” she answered.

“Apologize? To me? What for?” he stammered, surprised and suspicious both at the same time. “What’s their game? Everyone knows that they make you forget things?”

“Well, I don’t know exactly what happened on your way here, but, from what I can understand is that YOU attacked them. The poor little dears had to defend themselves and in the scuffle you lost your mask.”

“So they took my mask! I will get them for that!” growled Nemmer.

He was madder now than he was when he realized his mask was gone. For now he knew that it was the Dusty Myte’s who took it. Before he could reach out and start grabbing Dusty Mytes, Efem spoke in her mother’s voice. "Now Nemmer stop that and behave!" When she used that voice it could stop any disobedient child in mid-step to listen up and behave - Nemmer froze.

“Now you will listen and be quiet. They came to apologize for dusting you but you did attack them first. And secondly, they are returning your mask that YOU dropped," she told him as she handed him his mask. Nemmer did not know what to say and for a moment stood staring at the Dusty Mytes, his mask, and then to Efem.

“You are telling me that they dusted me and made me forget because I attacked them? They were waiting to ambush me…” Efem shook her head no. “You startled them when you came upon them and they defended themselves. They were not even looking for you.”

After a long pause and in a tiny little voice, Nemmer muttered that he was sorry. “What was that? I didn’t quite hear what you said,” Efem glared at him. “I am sorry for attacking the Dusty Mytes and I won’t do it again if they leave me alone,” he repeated.

Efem concentrated for a second to hear the Dusty Mytes answer. “They tell me they will honor the peace between you and them if you quit picking them up and bopping them on the head. Now that you have your mask back, tell me why you were coming here in the first place.”

“I don’t remember,” Nemmer started to tell her... then a smile spread across his face. “Just kidding. Your sister sent me here and I wish I could forget why. Have you seen The Cat?"

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Love at first sight and it ain't The CAT.

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Efem finds The CAT... or is it that The CAT chooses Efem???

The CAT...

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