Tuesday, April 23, 2013

"You wouldn't want to be me"



Sure I would cat. They can have it so good, they don't even know. A constant meal all throughout the day, a place to poop, they can go outside, stay inside. A nice bed is usually designated for them. Bills and obligations don't even come into the equation. At 4 in the morning, they are still asleep and would continue to do so until 11. Money and work have nothing to do with them. Taxes, not even. Registering and insuring their car? Nope. Meeting deadlines? Sorry, not these guys. They just wake up, eat, sleep, wake up, eat, roll in the grass, scratch some furniture, sleep, run a little here and there, then sleep. What a life...but then again what if what they do is considered work for them? Come to think of it I have seen them stressed out. Mostly because of me. I have this tendency to keep them on their toes. They do have to make sure that they acquire adequate amounts of sleep. Also to assure they use the catbox and not the carpet. That probably is a conscience decision every time. Sharpening their nails must always be in the back of their heads or how else will they kill the local rodents and leave them at the door for their masters? Being a cat is a serious business. On second thought, I'd rather just stay human.

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