Off to France!

One day, at one of the watering hole gatherings, the usually cool and calm cat was excitedly sharing what she saw from her owner's  Lonely Planet Guide to France. She swooned over the charm of the country while her long tail swished from left to right. She went on and on about the lush plains, the lovely temperate weather and the perpetual romance in the air and the best tasting wines in the whole wide world. She caught the other three staring at her with jaws open-wide and immediately collected herself.

Then in her normal hoity-toity voice, she declared that she would visit France regardless and that since  her owners would be travelling, they would not miss her too.

This was exactly the point in time when the monkey jumped up and down, having suddenly realised what it means when France has the best tasting wines in the whole wide world.

{Narrator: (smiles to herself) yes... sometimes the monkey can be a little bun and slow too... and it is not the koala's influence... it is just who she is...}

"Me! Me! I wanna go to!" The cat looked at the monkey disdainfully and  said "Sure. Come along" in her usual cool and calm manner while secretly happy for some company on the trip.

The pig and the koala just turned and blinked at each other, expressing that they had no desire to be travelling anywhere.

The cat and the monkey then sat down to make travelling plans and decided to leave that very night in the luggage of the cat's owners. They promised to send picturesque postcards to the pig and the koala whenever they could and bade farewell.

Dabbling in story-telling

Inspired by the recent introduction of little animals into my life, I have decided to write a story about their encounters... be forewarned it may come in many little installments...

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Once upon a time, there were four animals... a cat (meeeeoow), a monkey (ee ee ee, scratch scratch), a pig 

(oink oink) and a koala (huh? Oh me... )

{Narrator (looks at the koala and rolls her eyes: yes... you koala... yes... you are bun and slow as usual.}

By some strange coincidence, their paths crossed and the four of them met and got along well with one another.

The domesticated animals, the cat and the pig, would introduce farm life to the wild animals, the monkey and the koala. The monkey and the koala ooh-ed and aah-ed at the comfort of being cared for by loving owners, at the thought of having warm beds and yummy food provided and most of all, being patted and tickled on the belly.

Conversely, the monkey and the koala would tell the cat and the pig what it is like to have twinkling stars as their canopy and rustling crisp leaves as their beds and most of all, the freedom of choosing what they like to eat for their meal.

They would arrange to meet at some watering hole when time permits and exchange stories of what has happened to them.

{Narrator winks at the audience:  and this begins the stories of what happens to these four little animals.}