the cat who writes

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Cat’s are not too proud to ask for help

Cat's are not too proud to ask for help

Cats are proud animals. We are proud, but we do allow people to live with us in our homes. I have been very kind to the Hodges family and let them each have their own bedroom. I prefer to sleep in the basement on a wool blanket on an old couch. I like my privacy.

The married couple has the bedroom with an attached bath. And each of the children have a room. Mrs. Hodges has been instructed to keep a litter box in each of the bedrooms, as I don’t want to have to walk very far if I need to use the restroom.

I am not too proud to ask for help. Really, I am not. There are so many things I can’t do for myself. And, to be honest, if I could, I wouldn’t do them anyhow. Humans clean my litter box. If I had thumbs I would use them to type my stories, not clean  litter boxes.

Humans seem to like being my servants. They open the door for me to let me out. They feed me. I don’t have to wash my dishes or get clean water for my bowl. I don’t ask for help. I command. Politely of course. There is no reason to ask rudely. I don’t make demands. I just look at my staff with a questioning look, and they feed me or open the front door.

I refer to them as “my staff.” But really they serve me.

When I want Mrs. Hodges to type my stories I just place my hand gently on her hand when she is typing. She stops what she is doing and types as I dictate my stories.

Mrs. Hodges doesn’t like to ask for help. She has been writing a book for months. She doesn’t know how to design book covers. Her friend does but she just wouldn’t ask. I talked to her a few days ago and encouraged her to ask her friend. Her friend is going to help her now.

I don’t think humans appear weak if they ask for help. Mrs. Hodges is always asking me to help her with her stories. I don’t think she is weak. I think she is wise to consult my superior intelligence. I know how to craft a story. I am, “The Cat Who Writes.”

I am not too proud to ask for help

Why don’t humans like to ask for help? I really don’t understand.

About Pooh Hodges

I have had a hard life. Born to a single mother in a back alley in Wisconsin. I never knew my father. My sister died young. I am writing my story. Look for it.

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  • Quill Noll

    Oh yes, all of us cats are not too proud to ask for help. I agree very much, as i ask my staff to type this for me. She does the same things, except letting me out, and we only have 2 litter boxes, in the same room, with no top.
    Farewell,
    Quill Noll

    • Good Morning Quill Noll,
      You are a very wise cat. Humans often don’t ask for help. They would rather do it on their own than ask. I always ask Mrs. Hodges to clean my litter boxes every time I use them.
      Perhaps your staff will let you sit by an open window when the weather is nice. Do you like doing your business in a litter box with no top?
      I like my privacy when I go to the bathroom. The youngest cat asks us to leave the room when she goes.
      All the best,
      xo
      Pooh

  • La McCoy

    Great to hear from you Pooh. Edel

    • So nice to hear from you Edel. I hope you are enjoying your summer.
      xo
      Pooh

  • Christa Sterken

    Pamela, my mom is visiting from CA. As she is packing to leave, she had this pulled up on my computer and told me to read a story this cat wrote. I said, “Is it my friend Pamela?” and whadd’ya know! Thought that would encourage Pooh (and you) to keep up the good work. And Pooh, you don’t seem to be posting as regularly. I understand your life must be very full, being so regal. Have pity on the commoners who wait for your words in their inbox

    • Good Morning my dear friend Christa,
      It appears I need to develop better habits. Each of my days blend into the other. One day is much like the rest, napping, chasing and eating mice. Asking Mrs. Hodges to open the front door for me and waiting to use a fresh litter box.
      I didn’t have a schedule of when I wrote. And time got away from me. Without a plan I don’t write.

      Thank you for telling me you miss me. I will tell Mrs.Hodges, Pamela, as well. She needs to stop checking facebook all day and type for me when I dictate.
      Please give my warmest regards to your mother.

      all my best,
      love Pooh

  • Sweet account from Pooh. Love the truth you tucked in. Glad you are getting help with your cover.

    • Good Morning my dearest Anne,
      I am so happy you stopped by. I will tell Mrs. Hodges you are glad she is getting help with her cover. Perhaps her friend will help me as well. I have the first chapter written on my book. I will write more today after I take a nap.
      All the best,
      love Pooh