Even philosophers have fun sometimes. From A Philosopher’s Blog comes the lucubrations of a pensive moggie, “Descats’ Meditations on Furry Philosophy“.
It starts this way before proceeding to the heavy felinosophy:
Here I sit in my litter box, thinking of the things that I held to be certain in my kitten hood: the tastiness of mice, the evil of dogs, the existence of warm sunny places in which to rest, and so on. I went through life, as most tomcats do, certain of my excellent senses. However, one day while attempting to secure a tasty bit of fish in my servant’s fish tank, I happened to note that to my eyes my leg appeared bent when I thrust it beneath the water. . .
As one of my female friends said after reading this, “Yep, he must have been male, for he was spending a lot of time thinking on the toilet.”
“I think, therefore I nom.”
20 thoughts on “Descat’s Meditations”
Nice one! He seems to be cogitating.
Just wait for Isaac NewTom! That’s the end of Deacat’s physics!
Just wait for Isaac NewTom! That’s the end of Descat’s physics!
You love cats, Jerry; but would that love extend to your publishing the meditations of a catholic on this site?
Cat hole lick.
…um, no, that is dogs.
He should communicate with Henri, they could be philosophical together.
Moggito ergo sum!
Doen an entomologist scream when he sees someone hold a kitten up to their face?
Omh, mane, Padme, and all omnh to kitteh who has grokkeked the grokkedeness of being “grokked”
Kitteh score several kilo-human. There was commpetition?
Love the illustration!
“Yep, he must have been male, for he was spending a lot of time thinking on the toilet”
I resemble that remark
We have to have our pants down to scratch what we think with.
Yes, I stink, therefore I am.
Really stunning eyes there!
no comment needed!
Seeking refection, he reflected on refraction …
What a beautiful looking cat!