Friday, February 05, 2016

Right of Way

Joyce, my tortoiseshell cat, rules the roost chez Nag. She usurps Mr. Nag's seat by the fireplace if he gets up for a moment, stares down large dogs and when she wants to eat she says RIGHT NOW DAMMIT! and I hop to it. We all know that cats rule the internet and apparently they've also ruled the White House. Here's what happened when the world's most powerful elite had a showdown with  President Theodore Roosevelt's cat, Slippers:

"The man who found a way to make peace between Russia and Japan, did it quickly. With an amused bow, as if in apology to the Ambassadress, he escorted her around Slippers, and kept on his way toward the East Room. Whereupon the representatives of Great Britain, and of France, of Germany, and Italy, of all the great empires and of the little kingdoms clear down to the last on the long list, followed suit, paying their respects to Slippers quite as effectually as if the war-ships of their nations had thundered out a salute at an expenditure of powder that would have kept a poor man comfortable for a year, and certainly have scared even a White House cat almost to death."
More:  Futility Closet

Thanks Bruce!

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