Higher Powers

A few days ago, I was focused on a deep conversation with Coyote.

Magi, my cat, walked in, and with that mysterious power that cats have, directed me to stand up, fill a tea-cup with cold water and place it on the floor in front of her, all while I continued talking and listening to Coyote.

Without missing a beat, and certainly not to be outdone, Coyote's camera made him stand up, point the lens at Magi and take a perfectly sweet picture of her.

Breaking up - Part I

"I accidentally dropped your toothbrush in the toilet," I tell him with no sympathy.

He once told me that he had pissed in the soup that his roommate had been simmering on the stove.

"I didn't like the asshole," he had confided.

About the dropped toothbrush in the toilet, he asks with hate in his voice, "Why the fuck did you do that?"

I respond, feeling no emotion, "It was an accident. Just count yourself lucky that I told you."