Understanding and Loving Cats, One Oh One

"YOU FEED A CAT", SOMEONE ONCE COMPLAINED, "and all you get is trouble. A few minutes later, damned thing is back for more, doesn't even appreciate what you did for it! That's what I don't like about cats", droned on homo sapiens sapiens stupidis. They don't pay any attention to you, they act like they own the world, and blah blah blah......well......duh....really?....Cat? Appreciate? Hello? What do you want next, a vegetarian tiger? A herd of well organized cats, in rigid military formation, jumping through hoops of your choosing, at your beck and call? Like, get real. We are what we are, it is what it is. To me what seems strange is the complaint, not the behavior of cats. Gee, talk about a complete lack of understanding. All cat lovers know the score, and roll their eyes at human cat based stupidity. Think about it, from a cat's perspective, or, for that matter, a human one. You find a good food source, like a good fast food drive through, or a friendly neighbor, and you do what? You milk it for all its worth, especially if you happen to be a common house cat or a tiger, and unavailable for contrived, artificial human morality and social protocol. Get it while the getting is good, while the food source lasts, because it may not last forever, or even five more minutes. The basic law of nature. Food sources come and go, fast, and they never seem to last. The tiger lingers sluggishly above the dead, mostly eaten gazelle, already stuffed to the gills, looking for a place within to put in..... just...one...more...bite....because the gazelle was once quite fast, just a few exhausting minutes ago, and the next one might take even longer and require even more effort to apprehend. Ever found yourself wondering whether to make one more sluggish stuffed trip back yet again to the buffet spread with all that savory Chinese chow, for one more small helping, unsure of how to force it it, but determined to, to get your twelve dollars worth? Sure you have, in America, and probably in most countries. Cats want to get fat just like our bodies do, no matter what our brains try to tell us, in our brain's human lust to satisfy human vanity. And while we're disabusing ourselves of ludicrous notions, let's rid ourselves of the particularly stupid one that says that cats are aloof, unfriendly, antisocial. What cats are, in actuality, is extremely affectionate, loving, and loyal. Mine come running to me every day, just for a hug, a kiss, and a snuggle. Hint: cats are all this, and more, but only on their terms, not ours. They clue us as to what they want, and, much like us, what they want means more to them than what we want, or think they want. When a cat tells you it wants affection, better produce it now, and no, you don't always, or even often have to be in control. Humans. Americans. Such unmitigated control freaks! So, feed that homeless stray cat, and consider feeding it again tomorrow. Its a beautiful creature, a gift straight from God, and, there but for the grace of God, goeth you. And, for god's sake, quit complaining about cat behavior! You sure as heck aint gonna change it, and besides, you'll be too busy rubbing its back, sweet talking the sweet creature (cats love sweet talk), and washing its dish, vitally important, since cats are big on cleanliness, so you can go right back to the pantry, drag out the cat chow, and feed your friend yet again, pretty darned soon.-------------------------SPREAD THE WORD! THIS IS THE SITE FOR ORIGINAL, CREATIVE, INTELLIGENT RELEVANT DISCOURSE!