Window Sitting – Conversations with Stella and MoonCat


I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. The cat is acting weird.

Me:  Everyone seems to be acting weird. Don’t you think all cats are weird? So is she really acting any weirder than usual?

Stella:  Hmmm. The answer is YES! She has been sitting for hours, staring out that window by the loud sloshy machine thing.

Me:  Well, it had been sealed up for years until Tall Man opened it up last week. Now there is light, and she can see the world outside – without having to deal with you bulldogs. And it is up high. She likes heights. Don’t you, MoonCat?


MoonCat:  Meow.

Stella:  Typical. Well, what does she see that is so fascinating?

MoonCat:  Meow.

Stella:  Lady Human, translation, please.

Me:  It’s different. There is not much to see out that way. Grass. A few plants. A fence. It is a novelty for now and the sunlight does come through, but not enough to get hot.

Stella:  So, when is it my turn?

Me:  Sorry to tell you, girl, but your wide load won’t fit on that narrow space. It was not made for bulldogs.

Stella:  Typical.









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