You know what I hate about the whole Zen thing? The stupid catch phrases. Be the dog. Give me a break. All hyper manic and friendly. Tails a-wagging. That’s not me.
It’s just an expression.
Thank you. Figured it wasn’t literal. Still. I don’t want to be the dog. I’m really
More like a cat.
You really are.
I know! I am aloof, and kind of demanding. I want affection only on my own terms. And when I like someone, I enjoy rubbing against them. Sometimes with my claws out.
It’s OK. I didn’t mind.
I bite, too.
You do have the full compliment of bad habits.
I do. And like a cat, I am very hard to train.
Also true. For the most part. In some areas, you respond well to guidance. Are you blushing? I thought you had no shame?
I have no shame in the same areas that I respond well to training.
It’s something I like about you.
At least there’s one thing!
Oh, there are several.
And you aren’t even a cat person…
You know you aren’t actually a cat, right?
That’s good–cat food smells terrible. I would hate to have to eat it. Or use a litter box.
Not as much as I would hate having to empty your litter box.
Yeah, that’s well beyond the typical commitment required in any relationship.
I’m happy to make you purr, as long as you don’t sink your claws in my thighs.
I think that can be arranged…