1. The cat lady was out again. Every night she rode her bike into the alley behind James and Dorothy's building calling "Here kitty kitty! Here kitty kitty!" usually while James and Dorothy were outside on their patio, which overlooked the alley, eating dinner. Tonight was no exception.
"Why doesn't she get hit by a bus?" said Dorothy.
"Babe, seriously, what do you have against her?" James replied.
"She's annoying and all those stray cats hang out in the alley waiting for her. I don't like them being back there, they're feral cats, one of them hissed at me last week." Dorothy shot back.
"But those cats keep the rats away. Remember when we first moved in here there were those rats the size of footballs living in the alley? Well, they're mostly gone now." James said.
The moon, almost full, was out and it clearly illuminated the cat lady's movements. Dorothy watched as the cat lady dismounted her bike, and began putting food on the ground in small piles as she walked up the alley.
Dorothy looked back at James with a face that indicated she didn't want to concede the point. God it was so easy to hate the cat lady. Her piercing lilt when she said "Here kitty kitty!" over and over again, which Dorothy heard every night just as she was finally unwinding from the office.
The cat lady was now at the end of the alley, and had bent down to pet one of the alley cats who had come towards her, and as she did so the cat brushed her affectionately with its tail.
"Whatever" Dorothy finally said as she was watched the cat lady get back on her bike after the cat she was petting walked away. She turned back to James, and with an air of both defeat and disgust said, "Fuck her and fuck you for taking her side." This made James laugh in his unabashed way, and after a minute Dorothy's non-plussed lips turned into a smile as she remembered that James loved her just the way she was. "Seriously, fuck you!" she said laughing.
The moon, almost full, was out and it clearly illuminated the cat lady's movements. Dorothy watched as the cat lady dismounted her bike, and began putting food on the ground in small piles as she walked up the alley.
Dorothy looked back at James with a face that indicated she didn't want to concede the point. God it was so easy to hate the cat lady. Her piercing lilt when she said "Here kitty kitty!" over and over again, which Dorothy heard every night just as she was finally unwinding from the office.
The cat lady was now at the end of the alley, and had bent down to pet one of the alley cats who had come towards her, and as she did so the cat brushed her affectionately with its tail.
"Whatever" Dorothy finally said as she was watched the cat lady get back on her bike after the cat she was petting walked away. She turned back to James, and with an air of both defeat and disgust said, "Fuck her and fuck you for taking her side." This made James laugh in his unabashed way, and after a minute Dorothy's non-plussed lips turned into a smile as she remembered that James loved her just the way she was. "Seriously, fuck you!" she said laughing.