I've been rearranging letters for recreation and recompense since I was 10. there hasn't been any money yet, but I'm keeping the faith.

Tuesday, January 24

Hero, the cowcat

Fatima is one of the few cousins I have whom I can speak to in English.
Hero is the name of her younger brother's cat.
The following conversation took place yesterday over tea.
Hero was present and listened intently as we spoke.

Me: Hero's funny.
Fatima: yeah but i don't like him.
Me: why?
Fatima: cause he chases birds.
Me: umm.. he's a cat.
Fatima: he kills them.
Me: cause he's a cat.
Fatima: he's wreaking havoc on the local bird population.
Me: he's also a cat.
Fatima: yeah but he likes wreaking havoc.
Me: but he is a cat.
Fatima: but he doesn't eat them, it's just instinct.
Me: uh hum... cat.
Fatima: he only does it for pleasure.
Me: i see.. cat.
Fatima: they should put a bell on him. then the birds will know when he's sneaking up. he's very sneaky you know.
Me: uh.. like a cat?