God Complex

“Dogs believe they are human. Cats believe they are God.” - Unknown

Ever notice how a cat enters your presence? (S)he looks you in the eye
to make sure you realize just how lucky and blessed you are, then sort
of sizes up your gratitude.
We have two cats and three kittens - even the babies are convinced
they’re above everyone else. It must be something their mother (Carly)
passed on to them, she’s the biggest egomaniac ever. Even her MEOW
comes across as demanding and intolerant. Actually it isn’t a meow at
all, it’s more of a scream….an “I know you hear me, why hasn’t my
every desire been met?!”- type of alarm.
Her entire attitude is just like her scream. Her appearance tricks the
casual observer, because she’s a small-boned little thing…very dainty
(I’ll deny it if you tell her I said that word) and beautiful. She has
big gorgeous green eyes and an amazingly colorful coat. She’s less
than two, herself, and had kittens much sooner than we’d have liked.
But, Carly’s Carly and that never spells out what you expect.
She’s a true character, a “tom boy” whereas her sister-by-association,
Prissy is a girly-girl. Humanized, as children, Carly would have on a
Terrell Owens football jersey, go around barefoot and hang from trees.
Prissy would be wearing ribbons, sitting under the same tree reading
and hoping Carly didn’t swoop down on her. She would.
I, for one, could not imagine life without cats! The fun and laughter
they bring out of each day defies description….
Carly’s been quiet for too long, I’d better go see who or what has
been compromised for her entertainment.