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Kevin Core: Cats – and why he hates them

I THINK I’ve finally worked out why I dislike cats.

I returned from holiday recently to the feline I share my house with, and despite having organised a sitter, feeds and daily welfare visits for the little beast, it spent the whole week skulking off and tricking our neighbours into giving it more food.

All of our neighbours, mind.

It is now weighs approximately nine stone.

Although it clearly limped around the street feasting on milk and foie gras by pretending to have been abandoned, I do admire its brains. On our return, it took one look at our sensible cat food offerings, shrugged its shoulders and went back to the neighbours.

That’s it? That’s the thanks for the daily care, the injections and the roof over the head? It might have well have said: “I like full fat milk now. I hate you. Goodbye”.

Not so with a dog. Return home to a canine after going to the shop for three minutes and your faithful friend will be all over you, licking your face and declaring undying love.

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