Saw the angry cat again today.
he had a strange sense of purpose today. he was walking on this footpath towards me in a perfect straight line. where could the angry cat be going? it feels like there may be more to his life than just meowing angrily at passersby and rolling around on the road, tempting death
he didn’t even stop to say hello. i patted him as he just continued on. my pat was like a drivethrough service for him. he blanked me pretty much
for a cat that seems fated to the pointlessness of existence, it’s puzzling and frankly worrying that the angry cat had something to do, somewhere to be. what’s going on with him.