i think i am doomed to be in love with my cat.
when he is mad, he shows it. when he wants to be pet and caressed, he shows it. there are no past girlfriends popping up out of no where, no mixed signals, no dishonest promises, no false commitments. we see other when we want to. we eat together when we want to. he listens attentively to my complaining and gives me a nuzzle to make me feel better. i deal with his mood swings and allow him to apologize in his own cat way on his own cat time. it is an ideal relationship void of the human drama that i am so inadequately prepared for.
my great-grandmother tessa once told me in private never to marry if you are in love and since i cannot marry a cat, i think she would approve of my current relationship. for a while i didn’t want to believe her, hoping that falling in love would be a ticket to a life i was never exposed to when i was young. i wanted (feel free to insert puke noises here) to be with someone and live a good life and treat each other with respect. unfortunately, the more i witness human “love” in all of its forms, the more i grow to despise the idea and the more i grow to love my cat.
as my dear friend tony put it, “i think i’m in love, but probably just hungry.”
my stomach is growling and a cheeseburger sounds mighty good right now.
when he is mad, he shows it. when he wants to be pet and caressed, he shows it. there are no past girlfriends popping up out of no where, no mixed signals, no dishonest promises, no false commitments. we see other when we want to. we eat together when we want to. he listens attentively to my complaining and gives me a nuzzle to make me feel better. i deal with his mood swings and allow him to apologize in his own cat way on his own cat time. it is an ideal relationship void of the human drama that i am so inadequately prepared for.
my great-grandmother tessa once told me in private never to marry if you are in love and since i cannot marry a cat, i think she would approve of my current relationship. for a while i didn’t want to believe her, hoping that falling in love would be a ticket to a life i was never exposed to when i was young. i wanted (feel free to insert puke noises here) to be with someone and live a good life and treat each other with respect. unfortunately, the more i witness human “love” in all of its forms, the more i grow to despise the idea and the more i grow to love my cat.
as my dear friend tony put it, “i think i’m in love, but probably just hungry.”
my stomach is growling and a cheeseburger sounds mighty good right now.
