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After a week or so.
Finally that cat wakes up.
You know cat "I'm not as dumb as I look". I says, while I give my head a shake.
"Did you take the team I told you?" she asks.
Yep, the Falcons, and, I lost!!
"THE FALCONS" She screamed.
You said the bird, I bet a guy at work, and no points.
"I said the BIG bird," with her cat growl and half hissing. "We could have used that money."
Oh, Oh, there goes the "You are wrong!" taunt and dance. I've been practicing for years.
"Why, you................" she stopped in mid sentence. Staring at me with that all focused cat look.
then suddenly,
regained her composure, and her eyes softened as she looked at me.
She did that attention pose. Then said,
"I would like to thank you for saving my life, once again human."
Well, did you see what you have to deal with? I quickly change the subject.
How was Sacramento and Washington? You didn't have to go to the desert,
I changed the cat box last week, I say.
I was full of questions, important questions.
About you know whom, the Gov and Bumbles.
I'm not allowed to say their names in the cat's presence.
"The traitors names shall never be spoken in this space
else they leave a stain, time itself can not erase from our very souls."
She is so dramatic.
They are "traitors" to the American people she proclaims,
and should be treated as such.
She goes on for a while, I pretend to listen while I look thru the Star's article on Hollywood's 25 Hottest, Richest Woman.
You know, in case that internet dating thing doesn't work.
I'll give one them a call, one in twenty five chance, not bad.
"Human are you listening?" she asks.
Yeah, tell me what happened after you jumped out the window, I say. If I can get her talking, I can finish the article.
She starts.
"Well the first thing I did was put my ear to the ground in order to find one of earth's communication veins.
I found one announcing a meeting at a certain spot in the desert on the night of the full moon.
Warning all mobile creatures not invited to stay away, under penalty of death.
This is big news, a grand council of all the inhabitants including the earth.
Humans are always invited, they seldom come anymore because they have lost touch with the main vein.
What ever happens I must make that meeting."
That night she says, she just orientated herself to the human colony that we live in, that is how she started her journey.
Looking around the city getting a feel of the inhabitants.
She heard the street conversations of world and local news.
Spending a night with the homeless.
She curled in between a couple and child, so all could combine heat, she was well welcomed.
She told me how she wrote the message on a scrap piece of paper with her nail.
Then left a fortified order in a drunken man's head, to deliver a message to me.
She had heard of a speech being given by the guy who thinks he runs the place,
and had to catch a ride to Sacramento were it was to be held.
So spotting a well dressed local politician, standing outside his limo, chatting up a girl on the corner, the cat
jumped into the limo and got a ride to the show.
She says she wanted a total look of the world, land, creatures, plant life, and wind.
Also the illusion that we humans believe.
"You know, to measure the now of happenings that brought us to this time." she says with that air of superiority.
"Cat you sure talk pretty stupid." I tell her.
"Just watch the TV like everyone else to see what's happening."
I asked, How did she know that the limo was going to Sacramento.
"when you are awake human, you just follow the path with complete faith." she says.
Tell me more I say. While I skim the Star half listening to her whilst I pick out me a fiancé.
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