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Thursday, August 15, 2019

Crazy Talk


I have learned how to greatly annoy my 20 pounds of housecat first thing every morning.  It’s surprisingly easy to do.  What I do is make him talk to me before feeding him.
He tends to meow a lot when I first get up, and will do so until I feed him.  These days, I force him into “conversations” that go something like this:
ME: “Are you hungry, boy?”
20 Pounds of Cat: “Meow.”
ME: “I mean for food.  Are you hungry for food?  Is that what you are hungry for?”
20 Pounds of Cat: “Meow.”
ME: “Would you like me to get some out of the cupboard?”
20 Pounds of Cat: “Meow.”
ME: “Do you want to watch me open the cupboard?
20 Pounds of Cat: “Meow.”
ME (Opening the cupboard): “Do you see a can you like?”
20 Pounds of Cat: “Meow.”
ME (Pointing at a can): “This one?”
20 Pounds of Cat: “Meow.”
ME (Pointing at another can): “This one?”
20 Pounds of Cat: “Meow.”
ME (Pointing at a third can): “This one?”
20 Pounds of Cat: “Meow.”
ME (Grabbing a can): “Would you like me to open the can?”
20 Pounds of Cat: “Meow.”
ME: “Fine.  Follow me into the laundry room.  I have a few more questions for you.”
20 Pounds of Cat: “Meow.”
Off we go to his food dish—the cat trotting out in front of me.
I will spare you the rest of our “conversation” for fear of driving you as crazy as my cat.  But, on a good day, we talk quite a bit more before I scoop food into his dish.
—Mitchell Hegman

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