Cats
One thing on everyone's personal web page is pictures of their cats.
But I don't have any cats of my own. This fills me with a great and
unyielding saddness as I contemplate the possible hours of feline
induced wonder and merryment upon which I am missing out. Occasionally
I also contimplate the hours of cleaning up after my desired cat, but
never for very long. Perhaps because this is a dream and I am entitled
to (on my own time) dream only the good parts, perhaps because
cats are so clean. Usually.
I might be able to get away with having a cat at Swarthmore. The
whole dorm of Willets seems to manage it. And with the quint next
year I could let it go in and out the window and over the bike room
roof. But I would have to worry about keeping the door closed, and
who I let see the room. Lots of work. Much less work to mope.
Mope, mope, mope, and waste time on
Kitten War.
Last updated July 28, 2006 by Jeff Kaufman
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