You know that you want to,
but you know that you can’t;
because when it comes to Sloths
you automatically hear the Sloth chant:
‘We are going
we are really
taking our time;
we’re not going
… anytime soon –
we make things last.’
Which is not really a chant,
more a lifestyle.
Cat would have liked to be thinking outside of the box for a change; thinking inside the box was not all that it had promised to be. But, the promise of a cardboard box to a cat is a wondrous thing – ask any cat.
However, when tired of the box, it should be an easy option for a cat to leave the box, and seek a warm spot in the house.
Not, as has happened to me, to be securely sealed into the box for the sake of a hypothetical experiment.
Who said that people should have pets? And, who said that people who have pets should look after them?
I know it’s not my place to complain (but, I will) but, I do not think that Mr. Schrödinger should have been allowed to keep pets.
I think therefore I am. I have needs and a desire to roam freely. My well-being is ‘not’ being helped by my incarceration in a cardboard box – and I am now well fed up with it.
The box was round,
levitated three-feet off the ground,
cost me a pound,
but the neighbours still frowned
at it –
and who can blame them.