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Day 8 Nero Takes a Powder

For a while now I’ve watched a sleek black cat I originally thought was Brianna hop on the porch to be fed like Sox & Binx. Well, you read before how I saw that Brianna grew balls. I meant that in a physical sense.

When Nero who had been gone a long time suddenly showed up on the porch to eat and mostly sleep in Mama’s chair for here a week, there a week, I grew more and more curious. You see, he was not a fixed tom. Therefore, he would pee on the porch near the front door. I know Mama didn’t like this, ’cause I heard her call a fix-it place to have his balls cut off.

Word must have gone out in the neighborhood, ’cause don’t you know he disappeared for good, I thought, until today, about 6 weeks after corona shmona.

I say “shmona” after “corona” not to belittle its effect on people, animals, and the state of the world, but rather to stress that I am a Yiddishe ketzel. Also, the shmona means the number 8, the symbol for Infinity. Hey, I don’t know about you, but this 2020 plague happens to pop right here just before Pesach. To me who’s with Mama when she practices her Torah or haftarah portion, as if she wants me to correct her, I sense that corona shmona IS an act of God. Of course, no one in my species or human species knows what it’s supposed to teach us. But it certainly got everybody’s attention! I’ll end here with a prayer just like Mama.

“Creator of the universe, help all the big and little animals learn from this terrible plague. We all surrender to You. If we, God forbid, die in great numbers, at least give us an easy death and a speedy trip to the Rainbow Bridge in Heaven. Also, since we don’t gain weight when we’re there, could you feed me as much fresh salmon and avocado as often as I want? Thanks, God. I know I can always count on You.”