Friday 18 January 2019

Existential catty thoughts

Today, I looked down at my feets.
I looked down at them for a long time.
I wondered many things:

How did they come to be?

Why are they at the bottom of my legs?

Why are they so furry?

Why are my claws neatly tucked away: why can't they be out all the time?

Why are my front feets different to my back feets?

What would happen if my feets didn't exist?

I sat and thought about this for a long time, then I had an urgent need to lick my side, as it felt dirty.

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