saw the angry cat again today.
he was trying to get inside this bin. somehow the bin had toppled over without its lid opening, which is just typical of how things pan out in the angry cat’s life.
maybe angry cat was from an abandoned litter whose cruel owner chucked it in the bin. this is not uncommon in modern life because men and women of this era are too cowardly to drown unwanted cats. best let them rot away among the discarded lettuce and fast food bags until they suffocate.
but maybe angry cat was one of these cats abandoned into a bin, and then saved, then loved and cherished by an owner unaccountably fond of the angry cat’s gruff demeanour and habit of destroying things for no reason.
but angry cat is not grateful. he wants to go back whence he came.
we can never fix him.