My New Feline Friend
January 24th 2008 21:00
I was really feeling down over the weekend. As I told my best friend Andrea, any problems I experience have one common denominator: people.
To take my mind off my problems, I decided to go on a walk. I went down the stairs near my place and I heard some loud miaowing from the nearby shrubs. I looked and saw this brown tabby cat miaowing at me. I had come across this cat before and it seemed friendly. Next to the tabby was its friend, the grouchy tuxedo cat (it had tried to bite me when I tried to pat it one day. I’ve never been near it since.) The tabby kept miaowing at me and came out of the bushes. It lay on the stairs so I let it sniff my finger. Then I proceeded to pat it until someone else came along and the cat raced off.
Several hours later, I was coming home. So I was climbing up the stairs, hoping I’d run into the tabby again and lo and behold, there it was. This time it was on the opposite side of the stairs. When it saw me it started miaowing loudly again so I went to stroke its head and back and it quietened down. So it seemed like the miaowing was the cat trying to tell me it wanted me to stroke it. I also started talking to it, the way people do to their pets. “You’re better than any human,” I said. I felt calmer and my problems seemed smaller after sharing them with my new friend. I could have stayed there patting it all day except it was boiling hot outside. I wondered if the heat bothered the cat. In a suit of fur, it must be roasting lying out there in the sun.
Here’s a picture of my new friend.
To take my mind off my problems, I decided to go on a walk. I went down the stairs near my place and I heard some loud miaowing from the nearby shrubs. I looked and saw this brown tabby cat miaowing at me. I had come across this cat before and it seemed friendly. Next to the tabby was its friend, the grouchy tuxedo cat (it had tried to bite me when I tried to pat it one day. I’ve never been near it since.) The tabby kept miaowing at me and came out of the bushes. It lay on the stairs so I let it sniff my finger. Then I proceeded to pat it until someone else came along and the cat raced off.
Several hours later, I was coming home. So I was climbing up the stairs, hoping I’d run into the tabby again and lo and behold, there it was. This time it was on the opposite side of the stairs. When it saw me it started miaowing loudly again so I went to stroke its head and back and it quietened down. So it seemed like the miaowing was the cat trying to tell me it wanted me to stroke it. I also started talking to it, the way people do to their pets. “You’re better than any human,” I said. I felt calmer and my problems seemed smaller after sharing them with my new friend. I could have stayed there patting it all day except it was boiling hot outside. I wondered if the heat bothered the cat. In a suit of fur, it must be roasting lying out there in the sun.
Here’s a picture of my new friend.
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