There's a song by Kevin Bloody Wilson called "That fucking cat's back". It's the story of a drunken man who keeps kicking an annoying cat that seems to keep returning. I'm sure it's a drunken hallucination, but there's a point to all of this.
There's a strange black cat that hangs around my house. I say "strange" because I've watched this cat sit in the parking lot of my home and talk. His meow (which I've tweeted about) sounds oddly like a small child saying "hello" over and over.
Anyway, I must remind you of the makeshift cat door I made for my cat, Bey. It's heavy black velvet like stage curtain type material. I have it draped like a curtain on a small rod on an unexpanded side of my bedroom window's air conditioner. I remember once they were both outside on the fire escape outside said air-conditioner and I remember his creepy beady yellow eyes staring in at me as I pulled back the curtain to see him staring in at me after Bey came in, holding a moment before vanishing off into the foliage.
Now, lately I come home and ALL Mr. Finiky's food is gone. The plate is licked clean and he's ravenous when I get home to feed him. Now I know why. Last night...we were....INVADED!
I watched at 3 different times as that little black bastard walked in, made his way into my kitchen and started NOMing Bey's wet food. I chased him out with a lightsaber, but he did this TWO MORE TIMES! I chased him once that he dropped the food out of his mouth onto my bed! The last time I went to get a camera to take a pic and he vanished...
I have no idea where this is going. All I know is I come home and Bey's food is gone and there's a swishing black tail flying into and out of my home.
Posted by Darkstar at June 8, 2009 12:21 PM | TrackBack