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For a while I lived in a shared house alongside a cat I thought of as the Buddha. He didn’t belong to anyone, and had lived there longer than any of the rent-paying tenants; apparently he wandered in one day as a young cat and decided to stay. We called him Duke (I doubt that’s what he called himself; it’s not like he would respond if you said it).
Duke was big (not fat) and placid; he could usually be found sitting on the sofa, awake but not particularly engaged in whatever was going on around him; he asked for nothing and offered nothing, enjoyed nothing and was bothered by nothing. Sometimes he’d disappear for days, then show up and resume his place on the sofa.
I don’t care for cats as a rule, but he fascinated me; if not the Buddha, he’d have made a good Sphinx. He was one of very few cats (OK, two*) that I considered preferable to no cats at all.
*The other, a little grey puff of smoke named Julia, was the opposite of Duke in every way; I thought of her as Blanche DuBois.
wfhite about 1 month ago
Get the feeling the ranger wishes it was hunting season?
Pharmakeus Ubik about 1 month ago
The short answer is “No.”
Jeffin Premium Member about 1 month ago
Come back, come back, wherever you are!
sandpiper about 1 month ago
Not enough aspirin in the world.
InTraining Premium Member about 1 month ago
fritzoid Premium Member about 1 month ago
For a while I lived in a shared house alongside a cat I thought of as the Buddha. He didn’t belong to anyone, and had lived there longer than any of the rent-paying tenants; apparently he wandered in one day as a young cat and decided to stay. We called him Duke (I doubt that’s what he called himself; it’s not like he would respond if you said it).
Duke was big (not fat) and placid; he could usually be found sitting on the sofa, awake but not particularly engaged in whatever was going on around him; he asked for nothing and offered nothing, enjoyed nothing and was bothered by nothing. Sometimes he’d disappear for days, then show up and resume his place on the sofa.
I don’t care for cats as a rule, but he fascinated me; if not the Buddha, he’d have made a good Sphinx. He was one of very few cats (OK, two*) that I considered preferable to no cats at all.
*The other, a little grey puff of smoke named Julia, was the opposite of Duke in every way; I thought of her as Blanche DuBois.
MeGoNow Premium Member about 1 month ago
Actually, if not perverted by human misuse, being not corrupted like humans by nasty consciousness, they’re perfect Buddha’s. Great masters.
oakie9531 about 1 month ago
no, they’re CATholics
sincavage05 about 1 month ago
If Buddhists have nine lives, does that mean their cats?