Grrrrrr…….
Oh, boy, am I on an upside down kitty litter box today!!
Mama read me about that dentist, James Knight (an oxymoron if there ever was one–knights are gallant, no?) who fired his dental assistant, Melissa Nelson, because she was too beautiful and he was afraid he might have an affair with her, thus jeopardizing his marriage. Says a lot about the trust in his marriage, no? If I were his wife, he’d be put in his cage and taken to the pound, toute de suite. But I think she had something to do with this, too…
Are we kidding here? Just because I happen to be a pretty snazzy-looking Tuxedo kitty doesn’t mean that I can’t get my teeth cleaned objectively and safely when needed, does it? Because doesn’t his inability to resist the beauty of women give his good-looking patients a little bit to worry about, too?
Then again, papa points out that if mama hired a knock-down-drag-out-gorgeous male secretary, papa might have to think twice about his own reactions to that. So I guess the wife was having second thoughts about Melissa.
Still…
Would mama? Maybe for a minute or two, as human anthros do, but papa worked with actresses all his career and where is he now? In the other room, getting ready to play with me, eat-your-hearts-out, actresses, kitty that I am.
But isn’t it really time to get past all this? Just because I don’t look like one of those hairless kitties who look like enlarged rats and I happen to have sleek, black and white silky fur that everyone wants to pet, can I help that? Isn’t this reverse discrimination on all counts? I use the hairless kitty simile often, but deep in my soul, I love the way they look because they seem like smart, kind kitties. And that’s what’s most important…
(photo by Chris Pethic)
Mama says the author of this article is really on the money. So are women supposed to cover up or be naked? If they wear the full shador or headscarves of their religion, they could be fired, and if they come to work in clothes that disturb the male anthros of the office, they could be asked to change their slutty, vixen ways or be fired or undergo humiliating behavior from the Y-chromosome contingent at the water cooler. So which is it, male anthros?
This dentist should have his teeth examined!! Er…I mean, head. Or better yet, the head of the judge who ruled in the dentist’s favour.
I’ll tell you one thing: I’m sure gonna watch that guy who cleans MY teeth next time….
A cute kitty like me—who knows what might happen?
Look–no cavities!! I don’t need you, dentist!
We saw that story and our ape wondered if the pathetic dentist had been um, er, filling, er cavities that he shouldn’t have been and was so worried about being found out he decided to make a big display to show how “honest” he was about his own weaknesses. To our ape, this translated as him shouting “it wasn’t me, yes it was” aka, protesting too much. If he has cats, we hope they poop on his pillow.
Gerry & Mungo