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Q: Why are you sitting typing on a Powerbook instead of being asleep?
Q: Why are you sitting typing on a Powerbook instead of being asleep?
A: Because of the cat.
Q: How so?
A: Because being a feline with a brain the size (and processing power) of a walnut, he disappeared back outside about 10 minutes before we went to bed, despite having just been found, picked up and brought inside. And then reappeared outside the bedroom window at 01:30am, crying to be let back in again because a) we don’t yet have a functional catflap; and b) it was cold out. So your correspondant cat-slave gets up to let him in, upon which he gets a prefunctory greeting from the ungrateful animal before it buries its nose in the foodbowl.
Q: Where is the aforementioned cat now?
A: Asleep on my wife’s feet.