20 July 2015

I’m not entirely sure what The Universe was attempting to communicate to me when, a few minutes ago while walking through Berkeley, I happened upon two black cats fighting each other

But I’ll tell you what: I sure did break up that fight

I said, “Knock it off, you sons of bitches!”

And I chased the smaller of the two cats away, because he was being an asshole

And as I continued down the sidewalk, I passed the big black cat, and I gave him a nod, and I’ll be damned if he didn’t seem relieved