Cats, Cats, Cats

I love cats. I really, really do. I'm Hal Hendrickson, though most of my neighbors call me the crazy cat man.

See, I take care of about sixteen cats in my house. Sure, there are times when it isn't the most pleasant experience in the world, but most of the time, these little things are affectionate – in their own deranged way – and are wonderful companions. Better than dogs, at least. Half the time, they're asleep anyway, which lets me do my work from home and pay for everything. Sometimes, I even have the time to play video games or try and win something from those damn penny auction sites.

Incidentally, never let a cat bid on one of those sites. You will regret that decision in short order. No, I am never going to explain what kind of situation prompted me to make a cat place bids over the Internet or what possessed me to think that was a good idea. Some things in life, you just don't tell anybody because the world isn't ready for it. Or you're not ready to let the world know. Either one will work in this case.

Anyway, I love cats, work from home, love games, and make enough money to support myself, a nice house, and sixteen cats. So to all those people who told me that my plan would never work and my cats would eat me alive: "Faith manages."

As a final word, contrary to belief, cats don't rule the world.