Tuesday, January 20, 2009

22.

I often wondered why people love cats so much. Of course when they purr and rub up on you and stuff it's nice and I admit that I like my cat at home too. But if enough thought is put into it and you realize the creature doesn't even have the ability care about you and your happiness, maybe things aren't quite as they seem. For example, I went home for the weekend to find that the cat had smudged its crap (yes, literally, crap) on my blanket. What a sign of love! And someone might say "but it's just an animal!" (except for one girl my friend knows who apparently believes that "they're people too!") but that's not fair. If a person smudged his excrement on your bedspread, I don't think anyone would defend them by crying "but he was just tired!" or "he didn't know any better!" I don't know if I have a point in particular, but how pleasant can an animal really be when they demonstrate false love when they want something and smudge feces on your bed when they don't?

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