Here is a picture I took down by the river bluffs, in the morning, when the shore was frozen.
Actually, the picture I took wasn't much like this one, before I started adding things, and dreaming things, and ended up with a cat shrine.
A cat shrine.
There are nearly as many cats as there are dogs in my country. But I see dogs all the time. I only see cats on special occasions, sequestered as they are.
I think there are wonderful dogs and wonderful dog owners. But those are not the standard. And I think cats are...
cats.
But I believe this, even if it might sound like a joke:
If human beings loved cats far more than we do dogs, we would make it through.
But it's sixty-forty to the dogs; loyal, suggestible, territorial, hierarchical, and barking dogs,
and we are doomed.
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