holy shit! (part II)

oh dear Mom,

holy shit. the cat has more in common with Luc than i do. aside from the whole "different species" thing, they're practically kindred spirits.

here's a little list of similarities:

• small, yet heavy
• most charming when silent
• affectionate, but don't like to be held
• whiny when hungry
• is always hungry
• therefore, always whiny

hey! what do you mean that sounds exactly like me?! 

i am not sm... i mean, i don't wh...  fuck.

WHO DOES IT BETTER?

LUC VS. INCA

1. Agility......  INCA
2. Native Intelligence......  LET'S WAIT AND SEE
3. Vocabulary...... TIE
4. Scratching......  INCA
5. Taking big, messy poops......  LUC
6. Milk desired...... TIE
7. Milk obtained.... LUC
8. Ability to undo every last productive thing you've accomplished in the preceding hours.... LUC
9. Creative ribbon dancing.... TIE
10. Destroying all concentration.... TIE

another similarity: you can easily see their essences. they are clear and unfiltered. their needs and joys are so basic, and they are mostly either filled with love or milk.

is this how you fell in love with me?! i think it must have been, but only you know.

i have to say, Luc has a much nicer smile than Inca. and of course, he'll surpass even the most clever of cats. he'll grow up to be something called a Man. he'll have opinions, girlfriends or boyfriends, he'll read newspapers and write emails. maybe he'll curse the alarm clock in the early morning or get up with the dawn like he does now. he gets a real charge out of beating me in the head with an empty Evian bottle, so i'm sure he'll be musically inclined. a full set of teeth are destined to be his.

i'll be in my forties when he graduates high school.

but for now he's in diapers, in pajamas, little bigger than the cat. matter of fact, i think i hear him calling now...

 until next time,

Gina