Dec 08, 2029 04:22
somewhere on my street lives a man with a cat. I know this because he calls for it no less than 4 times a day.
"CAT!! catcatcatcatcatcat- heeeeeeeerrrrrrre cat! CAT!!!!!! HERE, cat! CATCAT!!!"
the voice is gravelly and punctuated and relentless. i wish i had recording software so you could get the full effect. imagine if jack palance had a baby with the carlo rizzi that's getting garroted in the front seat of clemenza's car.
i've never seen a cat in the two years i've lived at 1726 winona but i'm sure dude truly believes he owns one. i just don't think it's going to come home any time soon. real or imaginary, kitties have no patience for external authoritative persuasion.
maybe one day i'll introduce catcat's owner to the guy across the street who spits expletives at thin air.