This is a naturalist anti-stupids blog. Stupids = theists. I dislike the term "brights" to describe the rest of us but, hey, we can get a schism going here! Then we can emulate the faith-heads and torture and kill to our heart's content to make sure everyone else lert standing adheres to our precise version of unbelief.
Saturday, July 28, 2007
The Death Cat
Never let it be said that I do not report miracles.
Apart from the headline article you can view a typical Daily Mail response by, well, clicking on Daily Mail. I hope that will not be too confusing for Daily Mail readers. If it is then they can click here.
A cat's affinity for dying people is hardly unusual in a nursing home.
Cats are wonderful beings and so unlike dogs and humans. Their insouciance is unsurpassed by any other creature. They have an individuality and a complete disregard for man-made law that renders them supremely admirable. Yet, they are not wholly anarchistic and will be lovable and comforting to their human companions when it suits them.
It is the "when it suits them" bit about cats that dog-lovers hate. A dog will obey orders. A dog will fetch a stick but a cat will only fetch a small rolled up ball of silver paper if it happens to be in the mood for a game. If it is not then it will toss you a disdainful look indicating that the whole idea of this game at this time is simply beneath contempt. You will then end up apologising to the cat. No-one apologises to dogs.
Here, in Worthing, England, cats stroll across the road and if they see a car coming, they lie down in the middle of the road and start washing themselves. The car stops. The horn is tooted. Eventually, the cat gets up and strolls nonchalantly to the same side of the road it had come from.
It has made its point. Cats rule. Humans are merely servants or slaves to the cats' needs.
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