i often wonder what people are thinking about. i watch them stare into space, or walking
around looking at the ground, and I wonder what’s going on in their head?
i do my best thinking after a nice meal. When my tummy is full my mind is finely tuned,
and I’ll think about the finer things in life- filet mignon, mahi tuna, roasted lamb,
or peking duck.
i get a little cranky when dinner is late. i get a certain look that my family knows
well- my where’s dinner?! look. i stare intently with really big eyes, and my
lower lip quivers a little. works every time. my family feels really sorry for me,
and they scramble to get my dinner ready.
as well they should!
now that it’s summer, my big question is whether or not we’re going to
barbecue dinner tonight. i dream all day long about barbecued ribs with
beans, or chicken with corn and mashed potatoes, or lamb shish kabob.
i torture myself pondering these big questions. i wait patiently all day by
the barbecue, hoping my family will fix me a juicy chunk of barbecued
steak… it’s not easy being a cat…