In the Name of Cats

I believe that my cats think that cat food is manna from heaven. Whenever I open the door at feeding time they come rushing in to the garage looking for the source of this divine substance that gives them life. Touching their little noses gently to everything. Of course, when they hear that sound of the food falling into the bowl thrn that just kind of trumps ever other thought that might be running through their minds. They are predictable like that.
Its funny watching cats with their smug attitudes where the only holiness they know is in the deity of themselves which is what they worship. We can think the Egyptians for that. Three thousand years of pampered domestication will do that to a species.
It seems also that in spite of their smugness they have this hive mind attribute where they all answer to “kitty kitty”. Really though, what kitty kitty means is that you have something for them that you owe them of course. It funny how you can give a cat a name, but it will act like it doesn’t know that that is its name. it's like it is beneath its god hood to answer to any such title other than the verse of homage which is kitty kitty.  

Salutation pending
Johnny R Draper

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