Snobby Cat

I think I told you we recently got a cat. A boy one. Who likes to scratch the upholstery at 6am because he knows that’s a surefire way to get me out of bed, even if it’s only to hiss at him. (I mean, scratching posts abound in this house. Wouldn’t you think a catnip-laced ropey thing would be much more attractive than a needlepoint chair? I know, me too – but the cat apparently disagrees.)

Cat is also a discriminating eater. Although we’ve only fed him premium foods, he basically goes on a hunger strike anytime we stray from the most expensive brand. When we adopted him, we learned he was previously owned by an elderly lady who passed away. Do you think she fed him sushi, or what?

So anyway, tonight I’m pretty sure I recommended a CNN article to everyone I know. Not because I wanted to, but because the cat insists upon walking across my keyboard every few minutes. Y’all know I’m not so technically savvy, so I’ve never “recommended” an article in my life. But then, all of a sudden today I (allegedly) popped up with “The World’s Best Restaurants” (like anybody I know could get reservations at any of them). I’ve been a dog person my entire life, and have always suspected cats of undermining humans. So, do you think Cat is sending secret messages to the other snobby cats? And can these cats get a table at Per Se???