update on TABATINO Files

Tabatino Files will be in illustrated book form in the near future. Watch this space!

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update – coming soon..

A new series of Tabatino Files will be posted soon. Watch this space.

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New Tabatino Episodes for 2015

After alot of stress and abuse from this corrupt world system, that hates  anyone that can think outside the box; The new 2015 Tabatino Files are on their way! Watch this space!

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Unique Key…

Tabatino Files Episode 9 (continued from episode 7)

Tabatino examined the cat paw key with awe- it looked almost as good as the bike!

“Only one of the diamonds will start the bike, so you have to put the key in correctly or the bike will swallow it up for good!” said Rossi “ there is a hologram cats face on this side which you can see by holding the key at an angle – it should always be looking up at you!” As Tabby  carefully put the unique key into the ignition it immediately blended into the  tank making it a seamless fit. At the same time the face lit up neon blue and  the diamond separated into two green eyes – just like Tabatinos! The machine started to vibrate then there was an almighty roar as the 4 exhausts exploded  into voice …WOW!! Tabby was nearly blown away by the force… What a piece of kit!!!

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The Bossa Blue Cats ( extended)

Tabatino Files – Episode 8

Some say it was meant to be that Bossa – the lead singer and oldest member of the Bossa Blue Cats (BBC’s)– formed the band.

Times were hard and comforts were scarce for Bossa as he struggled to live alone in the family home once filled with love and human care. But with his owners away and awaiting divorce and the home up for sale Bossa spent most of his days strumming his 3 stringed mouse tail guitar for company. His voice was deep and soulful due to a permanently sore throat he’d acquired in the cold dark endless winter he found himself in.

One icy rain lashing evening Bossa was singing the blues like only blue cats can  with meaning – tales of love lost; of longings of the heart and of tragedies of the tame turning wild and feral when abandoned – he was likened to the “sea sick Steve” of the cat world! suddenly there was a crashing at the cat flap that nearly sent Bossa head first into his water dish in fright. Not one to shrink back, he puffed up his tail and growled low and menacing at the flap. Nothing! Not a murmur came back! Just as he put his best paw forward to check outside, two spiky wet grey heads pushed through the flap with two pairs of large orange eyes! Before Bossa had a chance to do anything else there was a hissing and spitting and a pushing and shoving all in one go – then two young English Blue Cats appeared like drowned rats before him! His first reaction was to let out his long loud baritone Meeee oooooow! Which meant – “Stand at the ready -pawsey cuffs prepared!” but the fight or flight challenge was diffused by a harmonising duet of “meow meow meow!” – or “yeah yeah yeah !” to me and you!! Well! Bossa didn’t know what to do next! As if it mattered because the youngsters had it all planned and went on to do a dance routine and rap song that powerfully expressed all their sad short life experiences after being abandoned by their owners who had moved home and left them to fend for themselves – and how the soulful singing they had listened too many times from Bossas’ cat flap had given them a new hope for some kind of future! As you can imagine, that sealed it in the bag for Bossa – they would be his new backing singers/dancers in the newly formed Bossa Blue Cats …and the rest is history..

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The Tabacatti Mean Machine ..

Tabatino Files Episode 7

Tabatino stood frozen to the spot as his eyes flowed over the gleaming tabby appareled Tabacatti TT 1200 custom made mean machine sitting in the middle of the garage floor. Rossi had created the ultimate dream! “This two wheeled demon can accelerate to 100 miles an hour in 3 seconds flat..!” He heard Rossi saying as he was reeling off the specs’; but Tabby’s mind was in the dream,  and was already taking the bike out through the streets, feeling the wind whip his whiskers back over his cheeks as the machine roared beneath him…. it was everything he could have wanted – and more!

Where’s the key?” he said to Rossi as he strode over to touch the magnificent beast. Rossi handed him a 22 carat gold platinum lined cat paw shaped object- no bigger than a 2 pound coin. It had a diamond in the centre of each side and fitted into the hole that looked out of place on top of the ‘cat juice’ tank!…

Meanwhile upstairs in the Bicardi club the heat was on as The Bossa Blue Cats performed their debut track – ‘Ferals across the Mersy’…..

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Investigations halted. Somethings hidden away…

Tabatino Files  Episode Six.

A few weeks had passed since Black Cap had attacked Tabatino and the investigations had come to a halt as the culprit could not be found for interrogation. Tabatino was back to his old self; his wounds had healed nicely and he was feeling particularly “chipper” on this warm sunny evening as he strolled into Club Bicardi for the first time since the fight.

Pudentino Rossi pulled him to one side as he pushed through the welcome back party, then without a word jested towards the basement exit that led to the underground vaults. With a quick nod to Catchem, Tabatino followed Rossi down the dark winding tunnel, passing many openings until they reached two large doors heavily pud locked. Once opened they disappeared inside and the doors slammed heavily behind them. Pudentino struck the cold wall with his sharp claw to make a flame that lit three large torches simultaneously, which in turn revealed a large garage neatly stacked to the sides with every kind of mechanical tool; – but it was the centre of the room that Tabatino had his eyes fixed…..

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A Profile On Phantom Black Cap.

The last to be born of a litter of 10 kittens found in a cardboard box up a back alley that lead to many back yards of many dark and dingy houses.  Black and White colouring with distinctive black mask stretching eye to eye up to ear to ear, fading slightly but neatly into the back of his head. Large and butch in statue, probably born of his upbringing as a member of one of the most fearsome fighting families known to cat kind; that being none other than the Meow Madons. He earnt his name Phantom Black Cap due to his innovative way of fighting. By sneaking up on his opponent and taking them by surprise he had the advantage over them and since learning this skill had never lost a fight. He had become the Achilles of the cat world!

It could be said he had a certain charm about him that mislead many vulnerable female felines to lose their fine lithe shapes and turn into binge eating rolly pollys, either due to him dumping them at short notice causing emotional compensational scoffing or because of natures way of reproducing!!

Whatever the case on Phantom, it could always be said he was a difficult character to get to know and few, if any, did actually know him! His loner lifestyle seemed to suit him well. It was as though he had one mission in life and that was to be a territorial fighter that had no room for emotional baggage in the form of romance or friends!

After fighting all his brothers in one go, he left the family bonds behind and made his own way travelling from place to place being picked up by kind people where he stayed for food and shelter until it was time for him to move on again. He never looked back or contacted any from his past including his 9 brothers. From time to time he was put in Pudwood Scrubs to do time for crimes against Feline Rights and theiving from OAPs (old aged pudeneers).

His Mother was rather plain-looking but had a strong pull on the opposite sex, hence knew the ropes as regards large litters! She had strong survivor instincts that was passed on to all her progeny.

His Father was unknown, but thought to be a big black un-friendly cat that was passing through the district one night.

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The Achilles of The Cat World!…

Episode Five

Sitting 60 cats tails away black cap was licking his wounds. The way Tabatino handled himself gave the phantom ‘paws’ for thought. It might not have been a good idea to pounce so close to home, but he could not help himself after the incident at the club. It took a lot of  restraint just to walk out of there after Catchem  had had a word. It would seem that doing time had only strengthened his insatiable urge to fight, as his inmates can testify!

Back in his home town, his family, the meow madons, were renown for their fighting skills. Black cap was the youngest of ten and had great difficulty learning to fight. His brothers bullied him mercilessly, until one night after a bad bounce up, he struck while they were having a nap; taking them completely by surprise he managed to get away without a mark but they were left badly bruised and shaken! He had finally gained their respect!  later, this  earned him the unrivaled name phantom because he struck his victims from out of nowhere and never lost a fight! He became the Achilles of the cat world.

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A Profile On Catchem Mouse.

Found by the side of a very busy motorway road by kind passer bys’. Only 6 weeks old and very weak he was given to the nearest RSPCA hospital for attention.

After many weeks of nursing, he was rehomed to a young family who fell for his big sorrowful blue eyes.

For a while all was well and Catchem Mouse earnt his name by being a champion mouse catcher! The family having broken english would shout ” Hey dair boy, catch ’em mouse!” when a mouse was seen,  hence the name stuck as said! Catchem soaked up the praise he got and soon grew into a strong muscular black stealth mouse tracker.

Sadly this did not last, the family got caught up with long hours working for material things and became obsessed with sport in their spare time, to the point that Catchem was neglected and he had to resort to creeping into neighbours homes to cadge food from them or worse still, taking food from fellow pud puds dishes by sneaking in through their cat flaps!

This went on for some weeks until it was obvious his dear family no longer wanted him; they didn’t even notice when he bought in a champion catch the size of a rabbit! So Catchem decided to walk the streets, taking food where he could and eating his catches. Survival was tough and the longing for strokes and a warm place to sleep lay heavy in his heart.

One night in deep dark December as Catchem was pouncing on a large mouse he became aware that he was being watched. His first instinct was to puff up his hair and tail ready to defend himself – as that’s how it is on the streets–fight first ask questions later! However he was taken by surprise when a voice came back from the shadows in praise.. ” Nice catch, I couldn’t have done better myself!” Then out of the blackness came a fine good-looking Tabby,  in fact it was none other than the Tabby Tabatino. He moved like a cat who knew how to take care of himself as he walked a wide circle around Catchem, looking him up and down, then stopped slowly about 20 paws away in front of him. Catchem was still a little nervous of this “Dark Knight” in gleaming tabby apparel, so he continued to brace himself for a bounce up but he was taken aback again as Tabby spoke with a clear sincerity and said ” I could do with a cat like you to mind my new Club Bicardi Night Venue; I’d pay you well with in-house shelter and unlimited food/drink and entertainment if you’d be my bouncer, – just in case there’s trouble, if you know what I mean?”  Catchem Mouses expression changed so dramatically he forgot the mouse he was holding and it quickly bolted free, but like a streak of lightning Tabby had it in his paws which made Catchem’s jaw drop and his eyes nearly popped out of his head!

“Hey where did you learn to do that?” he asked Tabby Tabatino in a rather shaky shocked voice.  Tabby walked towards Catchem and handed him his catch “You come and work for me and I’ll teach you alot of things, we could be real good friends I reckon!.”

Catchem made the right decision and the rest is history….

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