Would you sell your cat?
I met a man in the sauna today who was talking about his cat. He said that she’s so funny, he wouldn’t sell her for a million pounds.
I thought this was just an off the cuff comment but then he went on to say that if he was given a million pounds he would burn through it in six months and at the end of it he would look around to find he had no cat.
This has left me with questions.
Just how funny is this cat? It cannot speak so it must be physical humour. What could this possibly involve? Is it a sort of Charlie Chaplin type cat?
Does it pretend there are a set of stairs behind the sofa?
How many hours per day does this cat perform comedy?
How would he burn through a million pounds in 6 months?
Why could he not spend some of the million pounds on multiple cats so that at the end of his six months of what can only be debauchery, he would be left with several cats to make him laugh even more?
Who has offered him a million quid for his cat? And if his cat isn’t for sale, do they want to buy mine? I’d be sad but perhaps some sort of visiting rights could be negotiated?
