A study in cool
February 11th 2009 22:41
G'day. Just thought I'd come in here briefly and set something straight.
The definition of cool. The big bloke with the two greyhounds reckons one of his spindle-legs is way cool. He even wrote about it on this blog here.
I'd just like to inform you that that dog is about as cool as a comet in a sauna. I've seen cows in the act of adding to the greenhouse gas problem looking cooler than that flea farm.
All of which I proved this morning when the spindle-legs and their two humans walked towards me.
I was sitting on the footpath. Looking at them. You've never seen disdainful until you've seen me sitting on a footpath within spitting distance of two leashed dogs straining to get at me. Talk about laugh.
And then, just before the dogs expire of excitement, I slip like a shadow between the fence railings.
Only this morning, I admit, I was a teensy little bit naughty.
See, the humans, each holding one bulging-eyed, simpering, whimpering spindle-leg, stopped. How silly is that? There I was, sitting comfortably and innocently on my own turf, just inside the fence, and they stop and let the dogs eyeball me.
Well, that wasn't so bad I suppose, but then one of the dogs barked. Cats, allow me to inform you, do not enjoy being barked at.
So I lunged. I jumped forward, put my face right up to the fence, three inches from the lolling tongues of those fatuous fartbags, and hissed.
I don't who was more surprised, the poochies or the humans.
I think the big bloke was impressed. I think he has a new understanding of cool.
Me, sitting on the footpath, in charge of the world. That's cool.
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The cool cat up there is modelled on Jack Nicholson. Did you see that? Pretty clever, I thought.
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