Gregory, the Cat

Gregory, the Cat

Gregory is a lovely Persian cat of mine. He has pride and grace; he looks like a dancer when he slowly lifts and lowers each paw, and that’s how he walks. His pride, however, has nothing to do with his appearance, for most of the time he stays inside watching television and growing fat. He is mad with TV commercials, especially the commercials about Meow Mix and 9 Lives. Although he likes watching cat food commercials, he hates some kids of cat food; the only thing he wants is the most expensive cat food. The visitors are as picky as what he eats to Gregory. While being friends with some people, he hates those who are not his friends. He may snuggle up against your ankle, begging to be petted, or he may act evil and bite you. The purpose for Gregory to do the actions is not to establish his territory, as many cat experts think, but to humiliate me because he feels jealous of my friends. After my guests have departed, I look at the adorable old fleabag snoozing and smiling to himself in front of the TV, and I would forgive him for the obnoxious, but endearing, performances he acts.