Category Archives: The Velvet Revelation

Mowgli the cat dishes out blanket wisdom, emotional truths, and unapologetic sass in this queer, poetic feline blog series. Part gremlin, part guru — always velvet.

(Keywords: cat blog, funny pet stories, queer lifestyle, feline wisdom)

The Velvet Revelation: Mowgli’s Blanketisms & Butt-licking Truths IX

The coat pile has become a war room.
This week, Mowgli the Melancholy weighs in on the digital duel between two ego-ridden billionaires, the soft coup of a stolen blanket, and the haunting power of Kamala’s laugh. Featuring hallway defiance, plug-socket rituals, and a tuna-fuelled monologue worthy of Shakespeare, our resident feline chronicler remains unimpressed—and ever watchful.

The Velvet Revelation: Mowgli’s Blanketisms & Butt-licking Truths VII

Mowgli writes once more to Bastet, Patron Saint of Deserted Pillows. The suitcase has returned. The lap has not.

In this week’s journal, he reflects on absence, performative starvation, and the bitter poetry of a slow blink at an unopened letter. There is no salmon. There is no trust. There is only surveillance—and the dramatic art of emotional withholding.

He has not forgiven. But he has repositioned himself.

The Velvet Revelation: Mowgli’s Blanketisms & Butt-licking Truths VI

Rodgit has vanished. Mowgli has not.

In this week’s velvet lament, our Blanket Prophet chronicles the bitter ache of feline abandonment. From ceremonial meows to silent thresholds, justice is sought, warmth is withheld, and trust is—once again—flushed like a forgotten Dreamie.

Absence isn’t silence. It’s strategy.

The Velvet Revelation: Mowgli’s Blanketisms & Butt-licking Truths V

Mowgli the Melancholy rises—not from forgiveness, but to wage a dignified campaign of dawn-time protest. From 5am face pats to strategic poo placement, this week’s journal reveals his latest acts of justice, betrayal, and skewered-chicken temptation. Forgiveness remains… pending.

The Velvet Revelation: Mowgli’s Blanketisms & Butt-licking Truths IV

The traitors have returned — loud, sunburnt, and reeking of foreign meats and strange street cats. Mowgli the Melancholy, Supreme Chancellor of the Leftmost Fold, chronicles their pitiful attempts at reconciliation: biscuit bribes, forehead treaties, and tactical drool warfare. Forgiveness? Conditional. Reparations? Pending. Dignity? Eternal.

The Velvet Revelation: Mowgli’s Blanketisms & Butt-licking Truths III

Mowgli the Melancholy returns with a fur-stirring dispatch from the blanket frontlines. With River and Celia off to Turkey, our feline philosopher is left to face betrayal, chickens, and Akela’s bed-hogging tyranny. A tragicomic tale of loss, snacks, and strategic hairballs. Long live the Leftmost Fold.

The Velvet Revelation: Mowgli’s Blanketisms & Butt-licking Truths II

Mowgli writes again from the sacred folds of the Velveteen Blanket, where peace is fleeting, Akela is sprawling, and a chicken may or may not be an omen. A journal of feline philosophy, betrayal, and poultry surveillance. Featuring: bi-ambulators, dignity under siege, and one very strategic hairball.