Felis catus is your taxonomic nomenclature,
An endothermic quadruped, carnivorous by nature;
Your visual, olfactory, and auditory senses
Contribute to your hunting skills and natural defenses.
I find myself intrigued by your subvocal oscillations,
A singular development of cat communications
That obviates your basic hedonistic predilection
For a rhythmic stroking of your fur to demonstrate affection.
A tail is quite essential for your acrobatic talents;
You would not be so agile if you lacked its counterbalance.
And when not being utilized to aid in locomotion,
It often serves to illustrate the state of your emotion.
O Spot, the complex levels of behavior you display
Connote a fairly well-developed cognitive array.
And though you are not sentient, Spot, and do not comprehend,
I nonetheless consider you a true and valued friend.
Yes, I am watching that episode right now. No, I am not ashamed. I’m waiting to do some testing for work at the moment and I’ve run out of Google Reader articles. I feel so empty.
Today we ate lunch at Whole Foods. Shortly before we arrived a transformer blew and left the power out in the entire Town Center area. The entire store was dark and had a sort of of post-apocalyptic feel. If it weren’t for the planes going overhead every 10 minutes, I’d have started barricading the windows in preparation for angry mobs of civilization.
Alas, the angry mobs never showed and I was forced to return to work. Drat. And I had this great potato gun idea. An organic potato gun.
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Dammit…I almost shot coffee out my nose. Organic potato gun….
You can’t just dismiss sustainability, even when an apocalyptic horde is bearing down on you.
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