This Sunday noon in downtown Palookaville, I saw a guy sitting yoga-style on the sidewalk, a pile of worldly goods beside him. And he had a cat on a leash.
He didn’t seem to be begging—some folks on the way out of church waved “hi!” as if they were used to seeing him there. And went on their way.
Is this not an offense against the natural order? The cat is the ultimate loner and wanderer. The guy needs to be plugged in. Guys get weird and wacky if they are not plugged in. Even Odysseus, the ultimate wanderer, was the son of a father and the father of a son. All he wanted to do, as the poem says, is to save his life and to bring his shipmates home.
I think the cat should have had the guy on the leash.
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