Controlling my tail…..not
“Indeed it would,” responded Cat, “and so glad to see and hear that you are finally able to look at this situation somewhat rationally. Now, please try to stay quiet and still. I need to think.”
I tried to do as I was told as I knew that Cat was my best chance to get out of this. He floated down to the floor of whatever space we were in and sat first on his rear legs, before stretching out his front paws as he slowly lowered his upper body to floor level. Shortly afterwards he lowered his head until his chin rested on his front paws. It was almost as if he was going to sleep only his eyes didn’t close. He lay there motionless. I knew that he was setting in to deep thinking mode. His eyes, which remained wide open, flashed alternately blue and green. He was obviously computing and was not be disturbed.
It was most unfortunate therefore, that as I slowly shuffled the feet of my now somewhat ‘bottom heavy’ body, I momentarily forgot about my new appendage. Despite the quiet slowness of my turn the whiplash from my tail was enough to sweep Cat from his thinking position on the floor and fling him across the space we were contained in. The ‘murkiness’ of our surroundings had made me wonder whether the space we were in was actually contained. Now I knew, as about 5 metres to my left Cat’s rapidly accelerating body ‘splatted’ against what I presumed was some sort of wall.
“Oops. Really sorry about that Cat. Really sorry. I know you wanted peace to process and I was trying to be very quiet but I’m still not used to this tail of mine.”
‘My God, ‘My tail!!’ I’m taking ownership’ I thought. This is getting serious!!!
To be continued………..