Hard to tell last time I looked he looked like he was ok, but then not to worry he still has a few lifes left in him.
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I think my cat has all his lives intactā¦ I mean sure he fights foxes and things, but always comes out of it unscathedā¦ if a little dirty, from having fought, on cold hard tarmac.
I used to wonder worry if he was alive or dead when out of sight but not of mind, but now I prefer to sense whether he is alive or not insteadā¦ coz itās less anxiety-causing that way.
Good show!
Course it never can mean it just to showā¦
I think so tooā¦ hope itās not the end of itā¦
ā¦ā¦never no say no?
or, never say know?
Or never say.
I lost track ,
Fridges are meant to cool, it being analogous to cats, in a vat, to try explain OCD behavior, to surmise that in the last minute since closing the lid, perhaps the poor thing may have come alive , or died or even playing possy. No telling me no telling myself.
OK then, Iāll cut you some slack
ā¦Iāve got your back
Coz I aināt whack!
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I am not unfamiliar with the disorderā¦ though if the cat was in good health, it would have a near-100% probability of being alive, donāt you think?
Yeah, but no telling what the heck is in the vat.
Course depends on how long the poor purry thing has been in there.
Time doesenāt mean much down there.
Mmpersonally been down there so long it looks up to me.
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Cats think it is we that are either alive or dead/exist or not, once we are out of sightā¦ for it is they that look for us, when we are out of sight and so for all intents and purposes could be dead.
Possibly.
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Nay, probablyā¦ my cat reacts to my disappearance like Iāve described, all the time.
ā¦and all cats.
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Such a short responseā¦ cat got your tongue again, or because your fake [trolling] persona isnāt having the effect on me that you wanted.
Diddums!
We all gat back to the act that most comfortably suits, cats do nothing but purr when sitting quietly next to a warm heater and fed sweet milk, forgetting they used to throw them over Paris roofs, , and that was before a new MacArthyism rising. This time with a vengeance.
Car on a hot tin roof
Next up : an unamerican committee, of sorts