Thursday, October 18, 2007
eat-noch
a long time ago when i was forcibly removed from my old home, stuffed in a small cage and driven out to this state with backwards laws and confusing policies i met an... interesting cat named eatnoch. in the brief time i knew her, i noticed eatnoch was different. not quite all there. she had some problems navigating certain terrains such as clothes on the floor, or the bed, or sometimes the litterbox. she also seemed a bit slow in her reflexes and reactions, and also had a habbit of hitting her head on things. the caretaker joked around that she was "retarded", but i knew better. kitties can sense these things. it turns out poor eatnoch is actually mostly blind, which is why she always runs into things and misses her targets. and the difficulty on "rough" terrain, she most likely has arthritis. i guess we've all learned a valuable lesson when it comes to prejudging others: they may not be retarded, they're probably partially blind and arthritic.
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The poor sap. One of the best things in life in jumping up on high things and inside of things and knocking things all around. If it weren't for my superior agility and keen eyesight, why I don't know what I would do. Sit in the bathtub and poop maybe. Oh wait, I already do that.
Thanks to your kindly advice, Avogadro, I will now only refer to my coworkers and blind and arthritic!
avogadro
my caretaker read me blog.
you are the martin luther king jr. of kitties. thank u for fightin for rightness!
-enoch
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