“Cat on a Hot Tin Rough”

Me: “It’s getting kind of hot in here.”

Tweak: “Have they promoted you to Admiral yet?”

Me: “Admiral Obvious? It’s way too hot for seamen humor.”

 

Tweak has melted into a leather chair, legs in front, head sideways over the arm, pink belly exposed like Colonel Sanders on a drunk.

 

Me: “I thought you liked heat.”

Tweak: “I like WARMTH. This is Stygian.”

Me: “Have you been reading again?”

Tweak: “Only the phone number for the ASPCA.”

 

Tweak slides off the chair, sprawls on the hardwood, licks the floor.

 

Tweak: “Isn’t there a button on the wall that makes it cooler?”

Me: “Yes, but it’s expensive. Do you do any tricks for money?”

Tweak: “Don’t YOU??”

 

Tweak rolls on her back, legs spread in four different directions like a pinned biology frog. Or like a hint.

 

Me: “Bowie-dog’s coat is much heavier than yours. When she’s hot, she just pants.”

Tweak: “That dog couldn’t find her ass if her tongue was stapled to it.”

Me: “I used to have a cat that panted.”

 

Tweak goes still. All the oxygen leaves the room. The earth rumbles.

Tweak: “There were no other cats before me.”

Me: “I’ll turn on the air.”

28 June 2014, “Tolerating Tweak.”

 

Tolerating Tweak – “Cat on a Hot Tin Rough”
Illustrations by Susie Winnie Morrison

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  1. The link says this “contains errors” and it does not open. I do not have any idea what the errors would be.

    1. Yikes. I’m sorry! The link to the photo, or the link from my Facebook page? It seems to expanding for me.

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