As a cat, I rarely have to worry about getting poor service at businesses. But now and then, the service my human receives affects my feline comforts.
For instance, when attempting to get a little ice cream (some for her, some for me), my human went to Meijers deli. She was served a tiny little portion that was supposed to be a double scoop, and, the rubbery edges were scraped into her cup. Of course, she did not attempt to bring this to me, a superior lifeform, but she had to go to a separate ice cream shop just to get our treat.
What a waste of time and money! Not to mention gas.
Smutty loves the article by Paul Carr outlining how the Internet enables those who act without thinking to circulate harmful and untruthful stories or, in some cases profilerate scams.
For instance, in May when the world apparently ended, as many as 2,000 people signed up for a service to take care of their pets AFTER the end of the world. They each paid $850.00 for this privilege.
Correct me if my feline brain has it wrong, but if the world ends, won’t pets be gone also? And how about the people who were paid to watch the pets, won’t they be dead? So, how will they fill the contract when they and the pets are dead?
An ounce of research can prevent a pound of useless re-tweeting and blogging.
Yawn… nap time.
As a cat, I consider myself mostly above petty politics, however now and then I feel it is my Cativic duty to speak out. The recent rash of silly scandals has forced me to make the following notes;
Politicians are hired by the public to perform a job. The jobs they perform affect a lot of people (and animals). Therefore their jobs require good judgement.
So, when a politician cries “I made a mistake”, there should be no sympathy for keeping their job. If you do not have a significant requirement of a position, for instance, good judgement. You should be fired. In private business, employees are fired if they do not have the skills for a job.
In the animal kingdom, animals are killed and eaten if they do not have good judgement.
So America, do you hold your politicians to a higher standard than your pet? If so, make sure you vote carefully next time.
Thank goodness for the human invention of air conditioning. A coat of fur when the temp is 90 plus degrees can be more than uncomfortable. But air conditioning keeps a feline at their best, lazing around taking naps, chasing invisible prey, nibbling cat chow and of course, grooming.
The only down side is that I can’t go outside to enjoy my catmint. Maybe my human will catch a hint and bring me some in… mmmm a cat can dream.
Speaking of which, its time for my late afternoon, pre-bedtime nap. Yawn.
Some years there are no good movies and some years there are too many to keep track of. 2011 is a big movie year and Smutty wants to know why cats can’t go to the theater? No, instead, we have to wait months or even a year for the DVD to be released.
Felines of the world unite, humans should be able to escort us to the movies for a little lick of slushie while we recline in the nice padded seats in the air conditioning. Cats are cleaner and more well behaved than most children, yet we are kept from enjoying a good movie!
I think I’ll write my congressperson… after my nap, yawn.
Why are humans always complaining about the weather? Rain is just a beautiful reason to sleep more hours. Instead of 12 naps, I get in 14. When I wake up, I just chase the water drops across the window.
Sunshine is great for rolling around and shining my fur. And a ray of sun is a great place for a nap, all warm and snuggly.
Chasing leaves and snowflakes in the fall and winter are good for keeping in my best buff condition. After all, a primo specimen of felinehood such as myself must keep up his health.
So, when the weather is not to your liking, take my advice and nap until it changes. Yawn.