Tabby Boy - Our Hero

Written by my own paws - Mercy

Hello, I have not been active on my blog for a while. I must blame Daddy for being too busy to allow me to use his laptop. He had many writing projects to do. By the way, his old laptop also died - after seven years of continual service. So, now I am learning some of the new functions and features of his new laptop.

You will remember the two monsters who came to live with us. Yes, Jellicle the old cat and Tabby Boy the fat cat! Daddy and Mommy insisted that we accept them as our "brothers"! This is absolutely atrocious for us canine ladies to accept this type of "unrelated" relationship. My dear sister, Goodness, and I kept our reservation until recently.

We witnessed a most fascinating event - our fat cat 'brother' defending our home. It all happened with the sudden appearance of a wild-looking, big-headed monster of a cat. This Monster was ugliness- personified. He had been stealing food and my sister and I had chased it out of our kitchen a couple of time. However, a few days ago, as the sun was about to set, Tabby Boy had the privilege of encountering this intruder in the backyard.

We were in the kitchen and witnessed the whole occurrence through the kitchen window, We thought that our feline brother was a coward and may choose to run away. How surprised we were when Tabby Boy faced the much bigger cat and began to howl. The howl did not sound like something fearful but more like a human baby crying or learning how to talk.

As the intruding monster cat was much larger than Tabby Boy, he choose to stand his ground. His growl sounded similar to that of Tabby's. We could not understand a word as cat language is still foreign to us dogs.However from the racket, we figured, Tabby Boy was telling the Monster to get lost.

The argument went on for a few minutes, then suddenly Tabby Boy sprung into action. With his well-aimed front paw, he gave an uppercut. The Monster was stunned but managed to escape the punch of fury within a hair's breath. Then the retaliation came as a double-paw plunge. Monster was very fast but bravo to Tabby Boy. He jumped and did a magnificent spin and landed on all four, facing the intruder eyeball-to-eyeball. It was as though Tabby Boy was telling the Monster, "You missed!" From our angle, Tabby's fat body and quick action reminded us of the Hong Kong kung-fu actor, Samuel Hung. (You did not know that we dogs watch TV?)

All of a sudden, there was a confusion of bodies, paws, fur and ferocious screams. In the tumult, we could not figure which was which. Then the scene was frozen with the two kung-fu masters staring each other down. The baby-like howling had become more intensified as they continued to size each other and evaluated their own options.

Daddy rushed from his study and came on the scene with a mug of water. Splash! The water hit the Monster straight on and he jumped to the gap at the edge of the fence. Tabby was also in a shock and did not give chase. The Monster turned and glared at Daddy. By then, Daddy had the second cup of water ready. Before he could splash again, the Monster was gone.


Tabby Boy jumped onto the kitchen window ledge and walked into the house triumphantly. He then took a long self-congratulatory drink from our bowl of water.

Wow, what a cat! Even though, it was Daddy who chased away the intruder, it was Tabby Boy who bravely defended our home. Goodness and I tried to congratulate him by shaking his paw but he rejected. He gave us a kiss instead. Meow!