December 12, 2008
If I Had A Heart
There is a cat in our fereej with two broken back legs.
I feel sorry for it.
It drags itself with its front paws.(are they called paws?I'm not up to date on my cat terminology)
My aunt feels so sorry for it. Every time she sees the cat whether shes walking in or out of the house she always runs back to get it food.
If i had a heart I would have scooped the poor fella up (i think its a fella i didn't really look) and taken it to a vet, but i don't have a heart.
I refuse to touch it, and there is no way I'm putting it in the car. What if it pees.
I'm going to demand that we burn the car, and that's not good.
I don't know why i hate cats so much. I just do. They disgust me. My skin crawls at the sight of them.
My psychology professor in school said the reason i hate cats so much is because i hate women. Apparently cats resemble women in that there arrogant.
I don't hate women, i just hate their emotions. I have a problem with emotional clingy women. I don't know how my professor made the connection and i don't know where I'm going with this post.
so ill stop writing now