What’s For Dinner

A wise woman told me, some time ago, that cats, no matter how sweet and affectionate they may seem to be, would, if they were our size, and we, like them, were wee, would, without a thought, kill us and eat us.

And that, wee as they be, and large as we be, such thoughts nonetheless not uncommonly simmer, there in their brainpans.

I rigorously resisted this inconvenient truth for some time.

I scrutinized my wee catamite beasties. And rarely did I detect even a glimpse of said Desires.

But then, I took to photographing them. And lo: no longer could said truth, be denied.

For perhaps those “primitive” peoples are right after all: the camera exposes the soul. As, too often, developing on film, I found expressions, that undeniably read: “you are dinner.”

This is especially true of the young’un cat. Whose exploits have previously been chronicled here and here and here and here and here and here and here.

Though, in the world as it seems to me, he is these days increasingly sweet and affectionate, in the world as it appears in his photographed eyes, I am increasingly something like a leg of lamb. Witness, for instance, the photograph, snapped less than twelve hours ago, above.

I have thought about assembling a showing of such photos. Titled “You Are Dinner.”

But I doubt that this will be allowed to occur.

And so. If the day comes, that posts do not appear, here on this blog, and then do not appear again, and then do not appear at all, know that it is quite probable that, here at the Manor, Alice in Wonderland “drink me” potions have been manifested and delivered: I have become the size of he, and he has become the size of me, and I have been consumed, and passed through.

May jeebus have mercy on my soul.


7 Responses to “What’s For Dinner”

  1. 1 possum May 23, 2012 at 4:09 am

    Cats are indeed most interesting creatures. In the wild their ancestors were both predator and prey. They are obligate carnivores unable to really survive on a vegetarian diet. Makes for an intriguing combination of behaviors.

    The saying in Possum Valley is, “Dogs have owners. Cats have staff.” One more interesting part of cat relationships well demonstrated by the young’un.

    • 2 bluenred June 3, 2012 at 9:58 am

      In our land are vegans, who are not only slowly killing their own selves, but also killing their cats, by placing them on vegan diets.

      The folly of humans, truly it is without limit.

      • 3 possum June 3, 2012 at 10:22 am

        In our land there are many well meaning but misguided folks. The number may not be limitless but seems far too large to consider. It is a real wonder how many people reach human adulthood given their mental state in the order of Nature.

  2. 6 weebly dude November 7, 2013 at 9:50 pm

    Highly descriptive article, I loved that bit. Will there
    be a part 2?

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