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A Man (Cat) of Few Words

I’m writing this at 6.30 in the morning — I didn’t wake up on my own accord, but was woken by my cat’s quack (if you know my cat, you’ll know that he’s like a feline Tom Waits, and always sounds like he has had a little too much to drink).

My cat is a cat of few words. He hardly meows (I suspect he’s a little embarrassed by his voice), and when he does you tend to sit up and listen, which was exactly what I had (reluctantly) done today. I looked into his eyes, and was bowled over by how much he reminded me of Puss in Boots of Shrek.

I had no choice but to go feed him. Stupid cat.

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I love to read and write. Professionally, data science, technology, and sales ops are my thing. In my non-professional life, I aspire quite simply to be a good person, and encourage others to do the same. For those who care, I test as INFJ in the MBTI.

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  1. I love the Tom Waits analogy!

    I had an orange quacking cat, too. I miss him terribly. Friends said he sounded like a grumpy old man, but it was just how he meowed. He was quite a character.

    Does your feline ever visit you when you’re writing? Come post a picture of him at your desk.

    http://acatonmykeyboard.wordpress.com/

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