The Cat’s Out of the Bag
-inner ramblings of a clinic cat
The female occupants continue to harass me about what they call my “belly-dangle”. Yes, my abdomen may be large and in charge, but I like to think of it as my showstopper. A real game-changer, if you know what I mean?
Oh, the incessant trips to be weighed! Can’t a cat just be footloose and fancy feast free? At least they’ve not caught on to my MacGyver-like skills of scaling hospital cages and retrieving left behind morsels. A cat’s got to do what a cat’s got to do.
At any rate, I still have the lovely people who come to visit me. Clients, I believe they’re called? They accept me for who I am. I like to think they’re purr-fect…my clients & my showstopper.
– B. C.