Friday, September 23, 2016

Taking Action :: Two Hundred Sixty Eight

Here is a picture of our kitten, Neo Cairo Nepenthes, being adorable, fluffy, angelic. Approximately two seconds after this photograph was recorded, he leapt onto my arm, and chewed it off with unrepentant gusto. He gnawed on my flesh, with such possessed conviction we couldn't decide which to dial first, a priest or the ER. Thankfully, he released his bite, and to our relief we saw that my arm, miraculously, had remained intact, though damaged. He took gross advantage of our momentary distraction and bolted through the front door. It took two abled bodied men to herd, then wrangle him, only inches from the street, and back into the house. He arched his back and spit gravel, then knocked over the sorted mail. "There is no hunting like the hunting of man," he meowed, eyeing us, without a care.

And this is why his particular, special appointment was moved up ten days. If he wants to quote Hemingway at us, he better learn, "There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow men. True nobility lies in being superior to your former self."

With Infinity More Monkeys, a picture a day.

1 comment:

Jennifer said...

Ah, the life and times of cat, and what cat must be, in order to keep his home and his herd....