Keep Your Distance


I hung out with three cats this weekend and survived. By hang out, I mean that I happened to be in the same home as them. We did not interact. I had a quick stare down with one, but it didn’t escalate into anything dangerous.

I appreciate that cats usually want to keep to themselves, as I often feel the same way. And I always feel that way when I’m around them. I like a cat who will survey the situation, decide I’m not their friend, and move it along. I think some cats know they can fill my head with snot and purposefully come a little closer. Those cats are really not my friends. This time, I took a lot of drugs and kept my hands to myself—always a good plan in a precarious situation.


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