![]() ~about catsA Story by Katherine Wyatt~about the cat
I am convinced cats live on a different plane of reality
than we do. Dogs don’t even get cats. This may be why the ongoing feud between
the two “domesticated” creatures continue to this day. Dogs are domesticated. Cats tolerate us humans
for food. See, I get dogs, and while mine is a bit “emo”, believing he has
rights to the bed, kitchen and pretty much anything that involves food, a dog
can connect.
They are there with big eyes and eager hearts waiting for their people with wet
tongues and wagging tails. But cats really just don’t give a s**t. Cats sleep in
the day, preferably on your most valued possession, be it a treasured piece of jewelry
or a pair of your sexiest underwear. They are stealthy ninja-like creatures and
slink about the house, sliding along the walls. When they do walk through a room they choose a route such as, over the couch… stepping on your head
should you be sitting on it..under the coffee table and across a curtain rod. There are the occasional slip ups. Like when a cat
misses a step on a curtain rod, and
hangs there, two paws clinging as the cat goes down, The actual fall is
suspended as cat claws hold tight along a curtain as it slides downward, taking the rod with it. The cat lands on his
feet, while the curtains are shredded from sharpened talons….rod broken and the
whole mess in a pile on the floor. The cat will walk away, as though that never
happened. They never look back. A dog would be peeing in the corner waiting for
its person to come home and have done all it could to cover the mess up. A cat
leaves it there, replete in the knowledge that people are here only to clean up
behind them. Being nocturnal, they are the perfect predators. When
they do that kneading thing, to wake you up….you know,,,, before the alarm
clock goes off, TWO hours before, it is speculated by some they are checking
one’s vital signs for weak points! When you try to pick up a cat it is like
separating Velcro from a Nerf ball. They hiss, their claws stuck in whatever
they are perched on, annoyed you are moving them without permission. They stick
to everything. Have you ever had a cat lay in your dirty laundry pile? Just try
and move one. All your panties end up with runs, the cat puffs up like a blow fish, and things fly everywhere. Even short-haired cats can poof their tails
up like a toilet brush when they are freaked out.
I never have really gotten cats, but one lives in my
house We pass each other without much notice, and he has learned that waking me
will end up with me unconsciously playing, “Bowling for Dollars” with kitty in
my sleep. I deal with the red claw marks all over my arms when I am awake, with
only a vague recollection of being batted on the ear right before sunrise. The
dog groans, snuggled up next to me when the alarm goes off. That is the cat’s
signal to take cover and hide under a piece of furniture. Yep, I am fairly
certain cats are aliens sent to monitor us.
This feline conspiracy is supported by “cat people”. Those are the ones
that think it is cute when a cat chases something that is NOT there, plays with
lasers and takes off running for NO APPARENT reason. I have concluded it is in moments
such as these that cats have made contact with the mother ship and are
following orders from some life form outside our known world. Yep, I am a dog
person. I am sure cats have made note of this and it is written in a book
somewhere on another planet. Nuclear annihilation doesn’t worry me at all. I am
telling you now….. it is cats we need to watch out for.
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2 Reviews Added on July 22, 2016 Last Updated on July 22, 2016 Tags: cats, aliens, dogs, prose poetry Author![]() Katherine WyattALAboutI am the song the trees whisper in the wind. I am the strength of the mighty mountains. I am the song of the birds in the morn. I am always being reborn. I am a traveler in and out of space and time... more..Writing
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