Conversation with a Cat #2

Conversation with Bernie the Cat after him using the ‘box.’  Understand…his box, and my bathroom are housed within the same four walls.

Oh I can’t take another heartache…
Though you say you’re my friend, I’m at my wit’s end”

I had been beside myself…with the aroma…swarming the room.

My eyes all aglow as though, Linda Blair from the Exorcist…

“You say your love is bonafide, but that don’t coincide!!!  With the lack of love, impudent affection…with all the things that you do!


And, when I ask you to be nice, Bernie, you say…”

“You’ve gotta be cruel to be kind, in the right measure.  Cruel to be kind.  It’s a very good sign when you clean the box.  Cruel to be kind…when I walk away from your touch…means that I love you!”

Anguished from the devil’s love on four white paws.  Disturbed by the missing access to Lysol…I pouted…

“Well I do my best to understand dear!  But you still mystify and I want to know why.  I pick your shit up off the ground.  Just to have you turn your nose up in the air…and knock me down again and again.”

Have a seat we should talk

Disgusted with humans, humanity and closed in places…The ‘Bern’ turned his stinky ass toward me…sashayed out the door and only responded with…

“You’ve gotta be cruel to be kind, in the right measure.  Cruel to be kind!  It is a very good sign!  Cruel to be kind…means that I love you!”



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