Cat Horoscope To Blame?
The trials of Minkey’s sudden New Age mellowness… This morning, I awoke to the melodious sound of violent bazooka-barfing, right beside my bed. It’s my own fault, really. I wasn’t able to get Minkey’s special Royal Canin Siamese food so I made do with another expensive premium product.
I blearily got up, cleaned it up, and did all the other tasks involved in the disposal of revolting cat presents.
By this time, I was thoroughly awake, in spite of finally having fallen into bed at 3:41 a.m. – only 2 hours before.
Minkey, of course, was blissfully asleep by the time I finally sat down at my computer.
I fired it up, downloaded my emails for the day and prepared to get back to my job as a ghostwriter.
There in my spam filter lay a “CatScope” from iVillage. Intrigued, I previewed it. And this is what it says for “The Taurus Cat”:
“Open up and make sure that your human companions really know how you feel. It’s a good time for you to make a big show out of disdaining food you don’t care for or otherwise showing off.“
That cat is just plain spooky sometimes, you know…