Drabble (5/10/11)

Every morning, when I wake up, my cat runs to the kitchen for his breakfast. Every evening, when I come home from work, my cat runs to the kitchen for his dinner. Sometimes, he gets a little impatient and starts meowing at 5:00 in the morning, or circling my feet as soon as I walk in the door. When he’s truly desperate, he’ll swipe at my leg, rub up against me, or start gnawing on plastic bags. Sometimes, he’ll do all three. Truth be told, it’s pretty pathetic. Fortunately, I’m capable of making my own meals. Otherwise, I’d spend my evenings imitating my cat: i.e. chewing on electrical cords and waiting for my wife to make me something edible.

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