For those of you who don't appreciate squirrels (see yesterday's post) today is Answer Your Cat's Question Day. In my adult life I have owned six cats. Actually I shouldn't say owned. I have had six cats, not all at the same time, who have deigned to live with me. Their most consistent question was "Where's my food?" followed usually by "Where's the good food?" Cats don't really ask many questions, they just assume their needs will be met. Expressions of gratitude are rare. Don't get me wrong. I loved my cats. I always looked forward to seeing the cat du jour when I got home from a trip. I envisioned her running to greet me and purring excitedly. Hah! Oh, they did saunter out to see who was coming in the door, gave me a haughty look that clearly said "Well, I guess it's ok that you're back." followed a while later (never look excited) by "Where's my food?"
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