Reader Darrelle Ernst brightened my day with an email about his sybaritic cat Coco, which looks to be a Burmese:
My wife and I have a prized bowl, hand carved from a single piece of marble by an Italian artisan, that we bought years ago. When our children were born we stored the bowl to keep it safe. This past weekend, one morning at breakfast, I suddenly decided the children were old enough and so I dug our prized bowl out of storage, filled it with red rose petals and proudly placed it as the centerpiece on our dining room table. The attached photo shows what happened less than 90 seconds later. What are you gonna do?
How thoughtful of them to buy their cat a marble bed, and then fill it with rose petals! But, of course, it’s only what Coco deserves.
Darrelle also enclosed a poem about the cat that his ten-year-old daughter wrote for him on Father’s Day:
Coco, my cat, is brown.
When she is wet she looks like a clown.
Sometimes she sits like sphinx,
With big green eyes that are round,
And inside her is a treasure just waiting to be found.
She looks pretty but doesn’t make a sound,
And her beauty and attitude will surely astound.
But when nobody’s looking, down the hall she will bound,
And once in privacy, chase her tail round and round!
Finally, for extra LOLz see the video that reader Sara calls “the euphonium cat mute.”