{celebrating a decade of learning to write in front of an audience}

Feed mee nao!

I just arrived back home.  I knew I was in for a scolding from my cat.  I always get a scolding from my cat when I walk in.  Except, I realized, he was standing by his food dish.  He always does, but I have always assumed that is because it is by the door.  But this was clearly his “feed me” yell.  I thought about it.  It always is.

“You have food!” I told him.

“FEEDMEFEEDMEFEEDMEFEEDME!”

So I took his food bowl, held it through the front door for ten seconds, out of his sight, then brought it back in and set it in front of him.

He stopped screaming.  He was happy.  He had been fed.  He ate.



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