She is more faithful than your local Walmart greeter.
I have grown accustomed to my excited kitten greeting me at the front door to our office every morning. She runs ahead of me to wait eagerly at my office door, meowing and waving her tail all the way down the hall. But when I walked up on Friday she was nowhere to be seen. I started to fear the worst: illness, sudden death, the purported gang of cat theives who crave the taste of house cat… I asked around and staff members said that she’d been around just five minutes before - she was waiting there at the door for me.
We gathered around our big table for morning prayers and some time later I glanced down the hall to see the very tip of her tail as she sauntered into my office. (Whew, still alive.)
A little while later I heard our administrative assistant upset about something at her desk. I went to see what was the matter and she said that she’d brought some cooked beef in for lunch. It was wrapped in a plastic bag and she tucked it into her desk drawer with the intention of taking it to the room the staff uses as a lounge after prayers. It was gone! Apparently the cat snagged it and while I was looking for her she was hiding away feasting on her ill gotten gains.
The moral of the story is that my cat loves me because I give her food. At least her dependency is innocent and honest. I can expect to be ditched cold whenever she happens upon some illicit beef.
I want a cat too, but I don’t have any beef.
It is not often that one heres the phrase “elicit beef.” Thank you for using it.