Today when I drove up to the cabin after a long night at work, my roommates’ cats were lounging on the front steps. Tuna, Chewy, and even Styx straightened up when I stepped out of the car, loaded with my Wal-mart bags full of fresh fruit and veggies (my newest diet and potential acne cure). Then they all simultaneously tilted their heads and gazed up imploringly at me.
How was I supposed to react? Of course, I have a heart, much like the other seven billion human beings that inhabit planet Earth. And today, my cold heart softened just a tiny bit when they all rushed to the door and meowed up at me, begging to be fed.
But alas, my softening was only a temporary lapse of judgment and resolution. The minute my hand touched the doorknob, my foot flew into action, violently shoving the cats out of the way so they couldn’t take advantage of their small stature and slip through the opening. “Not today,” I said triumphantly, closing the door behind me and feeling a deep sense of satisfaction as the three cats glared at me from the front step.
After stowing my groceries away in the fridge, I couldn’t resist one last taunt. I stepped close to the front window, looked out at the devious creatures whose plans I’d once again thwarted, and laughed.
A very evil laugh indeed.
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I miss your posts. =)
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