What Cats Want

Bradley’s monologue:

“You get to run everywhere and squeeze in tight places, roll around the floor next to the furnace, sleep in that kitty tower when everyone’s doing their own thing, play with mice when no one’s looking, stare out the window at the family of blue jays in the dogwood, or the turkey hawks in the black cherry. I like to follow Kaptain Karl around and pretend to be a cat.”

Me: “Do you want to eat the squirrels when you’re pretending to be a cat?”

“Karl doesn’t want to eat them, mom. He wants to BE them, to be FREE. Cats just want what we all want.”