Adoration

[cute_evil]

But to pet me is better than all things; if, under the night stars in the desert, thou presently growest mine catnip before me, invoking me with a pure heart and the dangly toy within, I shalt come a little to sit on thy lap. For one purr wilt thou then be willing to give all; but whoso gives one twitch of a muscle shall lose all in that hour. Ye shall gather goods and store of mice and catnip; ye shall wear white clothes; ye shall exceed the nations of the earth in arrogance and sloth, but all in the love of me; and so shall ye come to my joy. I charge you earnestly to come before me in a soft sweater, and covered with a shiny headdress. I love you. I occasionally deign to notice you. Fat or furry, frightened or ferocious, I who am all purring and sharp claws and rampaging in the middle of the night, demand food in my dish. Put on armored gloves, and arouse the playful terror within you; come play with me! With me! With me! Dangle the shiny cat toy in front of me! I am the golden-eyed predator of midnight; I am the affectionate cuteness of the silken black fur. Pet me! Pet me!

For I am a furry centre of pestilence, because pestilence attracts small skittering things which are fun to chase.