I asked, “Are you feline alright Sir Winston cause if you are, you can come to the pawty with me and my mates tonight. You don´t have to wear a bell around your neck or anything and there are no drinks containing a high alcohol purcentage. However, there is plenty of milk to go round. 🙂 There´s even Greek yogurt Sir Winston! You know how much you love to do your bit to help save the Greek human beings in their economic crisis. 🙂
The evening will be purfect!
Well I´m not so sure Mr Midnight. I don´t think I really fit in with your crowd. You´re all now speaking this strange new street language and even “Wild Cat” from down the road is trying out new “french-cat” accents – I mean; “pawly vous francais?”. Where is it all going to end?
It all sounds ridiculous to my ears.
We´re all “pawlayin” the new language, that´s what it´s all about! We´re all fashionable cats, that is, apart from you Sir Winston. Just get with it Sir Winston and get some pawsitive cattitude. It´s wonderfurl when you´re in the in-crowd!
That´s what humans usually do. Most of them tend to copy one another and they avoid trying to discover who they really are.
I can´t see any real sense in doing that Mr Midnight. I want to be who I am and not have to feel that I must imitate “anothers song” just so that I may “fit-in” with my surroundings.
Whatever happened to originality and individuality?
It´s easier to just slip into the “in-crowd”; but if I´m not careful and dance to their tune, they may kick meowt of the “club”.
There seems to be little difference between humans and modern cats. You all go about your ways copying one another, and not necessarily understanding why you´re doing, what you´re doing.
Should we not occasionally, pause for thought? There doesn´t appear to be much time for self-analysis. You “cool cats” are too preoccupied copying one another.
Of course not Mr Midnight, only human-beings like to make lots of rules and things, but if you are to find your own true happiness, you must learn to “go-your-own-way” and not to adhere to that of another.
I take it that you´re not going then, even though there is some free Greek yogurt up for takes and a new band appearing. They´re a wild herd of cows who wear large, fashionable moostaches and who love to play loud moosic.
Nobody lives furever, so I may as well enjoy myself as long as I can.
Sir Winston hoped that by staying at home, he was doing the right thing. He didn´t want to miss-out on life but for some reason, his instinct informed him that however difficult some of his choices may be, he was on the right path.
(C) MAGS 2013