Sunday, August 19, 2007
The Ramblings of a Cat That Just Woke Up . . .
I just got up from a nap. Well, what else does a cat do?
Life is not easy for everybody . . . NOT even for a cat. People say cats are pampered. True. I agree 100%. We do not earn a living (it's given free by people who can't live without us). While we are "domesticated" - - - we do not exactly cook our food nor wash our dishes nor do our laundry. The slave-master does those menial tasks for us.
Still life is not easy. For one thing, our masters-servants keep talking to us in strange language and expect us to understand them. We always try to talk back to them and respond in a way so that they will think we understood. It is frustrating and a repetitive "I scratch your back and you scratch mine " ritual that as we grow older, do not want to go through 24-7! It is amazing how master-servants treat us like babies --- that never grew a day older. They keep talking to us in those baby talks and baby voices that our human counterparts (their child-babies) just partly undertstand themselves.
Humans are so awed at how we groom ourselves. Do they have to groom us too? We can do it on our own! We do not have to take those humiliating water baths that they often subject us to. What? Treating us as if we are humans? Don't they realize cats are of a different class?
Hmmp. And please, do not not treat us like dogs, either. We will never be dogs, (thanks, God) and we will never be human (thanks, God). When will humans and dogs ever learn?
Huh . . . Here comes China (my master-servant) with a bowl of food. Hmm, she's likewise bringing in a fresh bowl of water. Well, I better attend to her before she comes and lift me up like I was a little baby. . . . See ya all later. Got some good business to do.
Life is not easy for everybody . . . NOT even for a cat. People say cats are pampered. True. I agree 100%. We do not earn a living (it's given free by people who can't live without us). While we are "domesticated" - - - we do not exactly cook our food nor wash our dishes nor do our laundry. The slave-master does those menial tasks for us.
Still life is not easy. For one thing, our masters-servants keep talking to us in strange language and expect us to understand them. We always try to talk back to them and respond in a way so that they will think we understood. It is frustrating and a repetitive "I scratch your back and you scratch mine " ritual that as we grow older, do not want to go through 24-7! It is amazing how master-servants treat us like babies --- that never grew a day older. They keep talking to us in those baby talks and baby voices that our human counterparts (their child-babies) just partly undertstand themselves.
Humans are so awed at how we groom ourselves. Do they have to groom us too? We can do it on our own! We do not have to take those humiliating water baths that they often subject us to. What? Treating us as if we are humans? Don't they realize cats are of a different class?
Hmmp. And please, do not not treat us like dogs, either. We will never be dogs, (thanks, God) and we will never be human (thanks, God). When will humans and dogs ever learn?
Huh . . . Here comes China (my master-servant) with a bowl of food. Hmm, she's likewise bringing in a fresh bowl of water. Well, I better attend to her before she comes and lift me up like I was a little baby. . . . See ya all later. Got some good business to do.
