A stray female cat came along when we’re having our lunch at some remote place today. The cat approached my boss and gave him this sad look, as if it’s trying to tell him that it wanted something.
Now, such simple animal like a cat, would only be needing 2 things at any point of its life.
1) sex
2) food
From the way my boss looked, I don’t think the cat wanted to have sex with him. So, it should be the latter. The darn cat was begging for food.
Being a nice guy, my boss took a piece of fried fish and put it in front right between it’s frontal paws. Cat sniffed it for a while, and looked up at my boss. “Perhaps the cat doesn’t like it’s fish fried”, so my boss dumped it a steamed fish instead. Same thing happened. The cat sniffed it for a while, derisively gazed back & walked away to approach another colleague of mine.
This colleague, also a nice guy, dumped the cat some ‘kungpao eel’. Now if you don’t know what’s a ‘kungpao eel’, that’s some good shit people would pay money to have a bite. But the cat? Wouldn’t even touch it.
“The cat even have the audacity to be picky!” exclaimed my colleague.
I don’t know what’s wrong with the cat. In the good old days, stray animals hunt for their own food. They would never beg for it. Even if they did, they’d just devour anything we throw at them. Vegetables, bones, stale rice… anything.
But modern animals are so spoilt nowadays, that they’ll only eat what they want. Not what they need. The animals are evolving into a miniscule version of ourselves to complement the deviated world. I see the cat as a perfect projection of us modern humans. We do not appreciate favours and kindness like how we used to anymore… but rather, taking it for granted as a necessity instead. And when we fail to obtain that ‘necessity’, we’ll sulk and we’ll reprimand, totally lost in our mind overlooking the benevolence that has been bestowed upon us.
Perhaps it’s about how we’re being brought up to survive in the avalanche of modernism. Survival to be the fittest. We gloat over our gain… and thirst for more without ever looking back on what we’ve left behind. And along the raucous chase for the glorious dreams, all that has been obtained will eventually fall off and ‘remorse’ will be our only friend left…
Perhaps… it might not be that complex for the darn cat. Simply maybe, it’s actually asking for a cigarette. I don’t know. What I knew at that moment was, somebody needed to reflect this to the cat that it’s wrong. That was why, I walked over to the sick animal and gave it a kick in the ass, which sent it flying through a thicket of thorny bush and into a river full of mud.
Alright, I was just kidding. I didn’t kick the cat. I just looked at it scornfully and was close to giving it a brain damage. Their contemptuous behavior utterly disgust me. That’s why, I would never feed those ungrateful motherfucking critters.
You want something to eat? Go hunt some wild chickens or sewer rats yourself. Feeding your lazy ass is not my obligation.
*If you think this post is boring, go feed a cat.
