things i say to my cat

[lost_in_my_room]

Carlye and i got a cat a couple of months ago. he tends to be quite vocal at random times and it's hard to tell whether he is just trying to get your attention to alert you to something pressing (ie. he needs more food, his water dish is empty, his box needs scooping, there's a weird smell in the bathroom, etc.) or whether he's just bored. sometimes i try to respond to answer his concerns. this one happened this morning

(Rob goes to kiss Carlye goodbye as he leaves for work. while the kiss is happening, Charlie the cat enters)

CAT: Meow
ROB: i know, love is disgusting. we should have listened to the multi-colored futurists of the punk movement who figured that everything would be swept away, from ideas about government and property to marriage and monogamy, all of it would be replaced with a bright shining future with a really good soundtrack and weird hair. but it didn't happen, Charlie. punk is dead and we killed it, just like Nietzsche said.
CARLYE: i don't remember doing that
ROB: no, not us personally, i mean the collective we
CARLYE: ah, i was going to say-
CAT: Meow
ROB: i know that, Charlie, but Anarchy doesn't just mean the cops can't hassle you any more. it means fourth grade gym class. forever
CARLYE: i don't think he understands
ROB: no one did! we were so caught up in the idealist view that-
CARLYE: no, he doesn't understand because he's a cat
ROB: but he-
CARLYE: go to work!