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Aug. 3rd, 2006 08:21 pmCats. They're odd.
A neighborhood tabby nightly indulges in karaoke in our backyard, apparantly under the misapprehension that my cat thinks he's hot stuff. I have it on good authority that this is not, in fact, the case, unless our vet was a miserable liar, and sure enough, the only interest she ever shows is an interest in hiding under the couch until one of my parents goes out to scare Don Juan away. He, of course, sees it as more of a "romeo and juliet" scenario, with my parents cast as the cruel keepers opposing their doomed love. I'm thinking my cat isn't so keen on the double-suicide idea, and I'm also thinking that this would never happen if there was such thing as porn for cats.
They're odd.
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