Jiggles wrote:
So this cat turned up. I hate cats. I told it to buzz off. It didn't. I told
it to buzz off lots, but it kept coming back. No way was I going to let it
hang around. Cats are no good. But it kept coming around. I kept telling it
to buzz off. It was a battle of wills. The cat won. Buzz is sleeping on my
lap. Buzz keeps me company. He purrs when I'm sad. He is always happy to
see me. Why did I hate cats for so long?^

You've probably noticed by now that cats usually win. Not much you can
do but resign to it. Congratulations on your conversion to catslavedom.

--
Marina, Miranda and Caliban.
In loving memory of Frank and Nikki.