Monday, January 19, 2026

My Cat



2 comments:

WilliamRocket said...

Yeah, know the feeling.

Apex predator.
Maybe we once were, I mean singularly, but these days we are as a flock of bees, a swarm of sardines, a herd of rats.
We are but a gaggle of minions, acting as a mass, our teeth ripping into once raw flesh that has been cut up by our tableware.
Cast me out on the Serengeti, and I will be looking for a tin of spaghetti ... the idea of me running down an elk ... an African elk, as far fetched a me leaping into a mosquito breeding pond and catching enough minnows to fill a sandwich.
Sure I can build you a house (uf you cut the trees down and mill the wood) and I can explain to you why we humans have our pretend gods, AND a most likely scenario of what the universe is actually all about (different from the stuff you have been lied to about, lol)
But apex predator ? Nah

My friend Evan, he goes out and hunts, Bambi mainly, but also other innocent animals.
I say innocent because he is not doing it 'mano a mano', he is doing it while hiding behind a tree and armed with a high velocity rifle, the only time he has actual contact with the animal is carrying it out of the forest and eating it.

That reminds me, he hasn't popped around with a lump of venison for me for a while.

Anonymous said...

I don't mind cats but so many reasons not to have one.