KIT 'N KAT KRAZY KAMATH

KIT 'N KAT KRAZY KAMATH

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Yowl…! You scared the bejeebers outta me, man! Why would you sneak up on a poor alley kitty like that! Made my puny heart go at a thundering speed towards the end of my nine lives.

Good grief!

Anyway, Meowlllo! Name's Kamath…Kit Kamath. (Kit, short for kitty. And Kamath 'cause I spend my idle time in the Kamath household)

I don't sport James Bond's Walthers though, only his signature dialogue. My razor sharp claws rip brocades into shreds before bullets can whizz !

Sit back and I'll regale you with my shenanigans.

***

On a bright, sunny morning, after chasing away squirrels and crows from 'my' territory, I had curiously entered the house next door to meet the new neighbours.

"Eeeeeeks! Fox!... Mongoose!" A squeal made my eight lives jump right outta me.

What the heck, woman! I'm a cat!

Woman? No ! Think I'll call you a 'goose' here after. How would you like that, hmmm? Silly Goose!

As I hurtled myself outta the window, I bumped into a hoarse voice which bellowed, "Badger…!!!"

As I rolled my green eyes, only one word popped up in my mind—"Jackass!"

****

Two afternoons later, during my siesta on Kamath-mum's comfy armchair, the doorbell rang.

Bother! 'Goose' had waddled over to say a quick hello dressed up in a…brocade!

Kamath-mum sang my praises, but 'Goose' only squinted at her queerly.

She seemed 'foxy' to me.

Later, I sneaked upon her conversation with 'Jackass' where she called my mum 'Cat Crazy'.

Is that right! Just you wait, Silly Goose!

The brocade was swaying on the clothesline when I leapt on it with claws drawn and did a rip-rip-rip slide on it. Thrice!

The bling-glitz silk was in pathetic tatters.

Meowwhahaha…!

No one calls Kamath-mum crazy and gets away with it.

Sweet vengeance !

But…psst…'mum's the word'. *wink*.

Pic Courtesy: Sandhya Amarnath Kamath

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