The Cat Who Came to Dinner

This hungry cat has been demanding food recently. HIs manners leave something to be desired.

I think word must have leaked out about the good vittles I serve Gracie because recently, a strange cat started appearing at dinnertime, demanding a meal. I don’t know his name. I don’t even know why I used the word vittles. Herein, this cat’s story.

Maybe it’s because I was serving a fancy cat food.  Apparently, it can be detected by cats up to five miles away. The same principal applies to a dog’s ears, when you put on Mariah Carey. I was serving the tuna when I heard a terrifying yowl. It sounded feline-like, but freakish, like something just escaped from the “Pet Cemetery.” Which meant it hadn’t been fed for some time!

I went to the back door. A little gray cat stood there. No tags, big eyes. I let him in. I put some food on the floor. He ate it instantly, ignoring Gracie. Then shrieked again. I let him out. I was going to mention his lack of manners, until he hissed. I let it pass.

He was back the next night. Same yowl, same Evelyn Wood Speed Eating. No post-dinner conversation. Then gone.

I  asked my neighbors about this phantom cat. Mostly, they know nothing. Some think I should be back on my meds. Still, I plan to keep feeding him, but that fancy cat food is kind of expensive. Next week, I’m switching to something generic. Hey, whether it’s a cat or my creditors, I have the same explanation: Don’t you know there’s a recession going on?

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