The cat is an old, old man- older than I am to judge by his behaviour.
He shouts a lot. I think the caterwauling translates as "Where am I? Where are you?"
Perhaps even, "Who am I?" Who are you?"
And, of course, "Isn't it teatime yet?"- because, although he grows lighter and bonier, he hasn't lost his appetite.
He hangs close. And you can hardly move around the house without falling over him. You think he's asleep on one of his cushions and you step out regardless and find you've trodden on one of his paws because he's somehow materialised right in front of you and you go "O, cat!"
He shouts a lot. I think the caterwauling translates as "Where am I? Where are you?"
Perhaps even, "Who am I?" Who are you?"
And, of course, "Isn't it teatime yet?"- because, although he grows lighter and bonier, he hasn't lost his appetite.
He hangs close. And you can hardly move around the house without falling over him. You think he's asleep on one of his cushions and you step out regardless and find you've trodden on one of his paws because he's somehow materialised right in front of you and you go "O, cat!"
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