that’s really very nice of you…
the human was dangling stuffed critters in front of my nose. see, i’m a cat, and we live by instinct. so if we’re sound a sleep and there is a noise that could mean food or danger, we are wide awake. no inbetweeen yawns and stretches. nope, we’re 110% in the present. but we know the difference between the smell of food or predators and the smell of a stuffed fuzzy ball.
i’ll admit that sometimez i get a little tempted by the furry thing. it’s true. but knowing that you get so thrilled when i get excited, well that just makes the fuzzy thing more exciting. see how it works?
the thing about catching birds is that I have a well-trained human who catches them for me and at the appointed time puts them on a dish. so I miss the thrill of the hunt, and the taste of FRESH bird. but the stuff in the dish is not so bad, in fact, it’s kinda tasty. plus I don’t have to spit out the feathers.
Such is the life of a captive cat who’s job is to protect a human’s home and heart.
First of all, we like you. Really we do. In spite of the fact that as a species you’re kinda needy and clumsy (watch the tail!) we actually like your company. We like that you’re nice and warm at night, and that you’re really good at opening cans. We also like the fact that you appreciate us and are so easily amused by our “antics.”
