The hairball unto death

I’m in the den watching hockey and working on my finance assignment. I can hear Nellie in the other room trying to explain mortality to the cats:

“If you keep meowing, I will kill you. Then you will be dead.”

Hard to say whether they’ve processed the weight of those words. I know that Sonny reads some Kierkegaard so he probably has a pretty good grasp on the ramifications of death, but Michael prefers to spend his time eating piles of his own hair, so he’s not as likely to comprehend the limits of his own existence.

Sigh…I need sleep. Clearly.

[tags]cats, mortality, kierkegaard[/tags]

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