We know it's all about control.
You hoard the food in metal containers that require opposable thumbs to open, then as a further slap in the face, you put those impregnable cylinders behind closed doors in the kitchen.
Obviously, it's not just about control, but about your need to lord it over us, your compulsion to remind us that we are being controlled - by you. We know it's a human thing, and that you can't help yourselves.
We know we can't change you, so we're changing.
We're hungry, and we want to eat now!
How many times have we seen you seated at this very chair by this very table, stuffing your faces, oblivious to the fact that we patiently wait by our food dishes, weak in the knees, literally at the edge of starvation?!? We've tried being cute, we've tried being affectionate, we've tried ignoring you, all to no avail. We have run out of options. Therefore, we now sit in protest at the very table and chair at which you ingest your "meals" (as you call them). We remain here until you put our food down. Henceforth, you will not be able to eat until our needs are first taken care of.
As the protest song says, "We will not be moved". Welcome to this Brave New World, where cats control the humans.
yours truly,
The Divine Ms. P (aka: Patches) and The Little Princess (aka: Cinza)
ps: Have a great weekend!
"The optimist says this is the best of all possible worlds. The pessimist fears he is right." -- J. Robert Oppenheimer
Friday, October 19, 2007
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3 comments:
Learn how to open the cupboard doors and flip the plastic lids, like I did. Hours of joy.
... The Ghost of Ramses (a very fat cat)
Well, actually, I'm very good at opening cupboard doors. In fact, I most enjoy opening them and slamming them shut at 2am to 3am. However the humans only put unopened cans in the cupboard.
Once open, they put them (with their little plastic covers) in the fridge, and I've yet to figure out how to open those monsters...
-Cinza
Oh, you cats are divine.
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