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“That’s not good for you, cat,” he said. “Plus it’s too spicy.” Too spicy, says you? Do you think a hungry stray like me gives a rat’s about his health?
We headed for the vet’s clinic. That’s like the worst place ever for me, so I’d rather not talk about it.
Feeling the weight of a cat’s paws pressing into your shoulders in the middle of the night—not much beats that.
Distant relatives you hardly ever see are, to a child, like total strangers. Friends are much closer. Why don’t adults understand that?
Just try it—try pulling me out by force from this basket and I swear I’ll scratch so many lines on your face you’ll be able to play checkers on it for the next three months.
Noriko very timidly reached out a hand. If that didn’t deserve a bite, I didn’t know what did. However, I’m a grown-up cat and I restrained myself, so, everyone, feel free to shower me with praise.
Et tu, Yoshimine?
“EEEEK! Nana! You did it again!” I’d removed every single tissue from the box and was sitting quietly in the corner contemplating the result of my actions. “You don’t use them, so why take them out?” Good point. But as you focus on your anger and on tidying up the floor, don’t all your sad feelings begin to lift a bit? “What a waste! What a complete waste!” Noriko muttered as she strutted around picking up the tissues, but then, as if letting out a soft puff of air, she laughed.
My story will be over soon. But it’s not something to be sad about. As we count up the memories from one journey, we head off on another. Remembering those who went ahead. Remembering those who will follow after. And someday, we will meet all those people again, out beyond the horizon.
