Thursday, July 31, 2008

Sorry old cats

The cat was chasing his tail yesterday. It was so sad. The tail chasing used to get me every time. I would laugh and watch him thereby egging him on. Now compared to a one- year-old human that came from my own body and is copying what I say, well, there’s no comparison.

I used to love “communicating” with my cats. I was pleased to have an after-school routine with one. We’d run down to the basement, he’d jump on the bar, I’d nuzzle him then I’d open the screen door to give him a sniff of the air outside—no matter the weather.

Oh sorry old cats. You’ve been outdone.

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