Have you ever encountered a cat litter box the color of ocean waves, which speaks about simple things as if they were the highest pleasures of the Universe?
Unlike the souls of humans, which are typically closed off to the world to avoid emotional pain, mine is always joyfully open and ready for the most extreme experiments.
People are so sensitive to others' feelings. I sympathize. Meanwhile, I am filled with pleasure when my plastic soul is filled with "symbols of transformation" daily, depending on the frequency of visits from my graceful friend.
A feeling of incredible joy overtakes me from the nightly purring of the fluffy kitty Martha, who trusts me with her most mysterious secrets, intrigues, and dramas. And her digestive problems, resembling a volcano eruption in a white fur coat, give me a sense of great importance, as if the Gods themselves asked her to perform this powerful act as a great mission to save the environment.
I can't speak for other cats and kittens, but my Martha has fantastic professional massage skills. Every time my fluffy bundle finishes his "apple cider brewing" process, she begins a ceremony of Thai relaxation of my bottom with the gentle touch of her paws. It's like Martha is smoothly flipping through the pages of a romantic novel, carefully reading every centimeter of text. I feel like a newborn. It's so effective. My heart begins to beat in unison with her touches.
My life is full of fun and adventure. And scented sand is one of the important components of my heavenly stay on planet Earth. I invite you to my fragrant dreamland, where each scent is like a portal to another dimension. Where my sandcastle is the masterpiece of architecture of a new generation.
Today with me is sand with the aroma of a new car leather interior. I feel like a VIP businessman rushing to a business dinner, leaving a trail of luxurious couture perfumes behind me. Ah, dress me in a tie and socks with a marijuana pattern.
Every week brings a new scent, and with it new stories, new fantasies, new experiences. When I smell the stench of the lower quarters wafting in from the open window of my private restroom, I instantly switch to the scent of flowers in my sand and imagine myself at a cheerful picnic amidst fields of blooming lilies.
The scent of sea breeze evokes bold fantasies in me, as if I were a hundred-million-dollar yacht and Martha, the cat, the captain of my heart, steering us towards romantic shores with pink sand, cockatoos, and twenty-meter tall palm trees. I shiver from the feeling of salty breeze on my plastic skin.
I am grateful to Martha and the people for these emotional moments.
I am significant. I am irreplaceable. I am eternal. Yet, I crave more. Sometimes I despise human toilets. If they didn't exist, people would have made me their praised superhero. Often I see in my dreams how people share their delicious meals with me, dinners among the Mediterranean cuisine and expensive French champagne. They joyfully place me in the most honorable place of their bathroom and thank me for their comfort and the salvation of cleanliness in their apartments. I am the king on the throne.
Once, the owner of the apartment, Mary, threw a fantastic party at home. Alcoholic cocktails, adult games, a DJ, dirty dancing. And what do you think she did when her ceramic toilet was occupied by her drunken guest, who summoned the sea Ichthyander, plunging headfirst into the white friend? My Mary came to me... It was love... Excitement like after a morning triple espresso. And then another friend, and another one. I was undoubtedly the star of the party!
And you know what? Despite the chaos and occasional disorder from my girls, I wouldn't trade my life as a trash can for human life experience for anything. So sit back and let me tell you the advantages of why it's better to be a cat litter box than a human.
Freedom of choice.
As a cat litter box, I possess freedom of will and the right to choose. I can be placed in any location that is convenient for me and my kitty. Whether it's an apartment, a street, or a mobile home during family adventures. People are limited by the locations of restroom facilities. This increases their stress levels when they feel helpless during extreme circumstances and are unable to relieve their "internal burden" quickly.
Community of like-minded individuals.
The cat litter box is often used by a group of cats, which enhances their sense of community, unites them by common interests, and provides them with a sense of support and security among like-minded individuals. In contrast, people are solitary in their restroom activities. They are distrustful and ashamed of their fellow humans, seeking individuality and privacy in using the restroom. This is so unnatural.
No need for gadgets.
I don't need modern gadgets, technological innovations, or knowledge of electronics to survive in the modern world. This makes my life simple and easy. People, on the other hand, have to keep up with the evolution of the digital world for survival, which burdens their already difficult karmic life full of trials and stresses. With such brain overload, I would also start taking antidepressants.
In the end:
I don't need to worry about my appearance, about what to wear, about going to the gym three times a week to maintain my square shape and healthy color of plastic skin;
I will never search for my TV remote because I never lose it, as I simply don't use it;
I can relax in peace. I will never be bothered by annoying neighbors during relaxation, and my dear mother won't call me with questions like "Son, what are you doing? How many times did Martha poop in your soul today? Did you sleep? Did you eat?". My intimate life remains with me;
I don't need to pay utility bills. My only needs are a few packs of scented sand for my fantasies and cat massages. Savings are high;
I don't need to worry about old age. I am not afraid to lose strength, retire, lose my value to society, and die earlier than the allotted time due to depressing pension loneliness.
I hope you understand me now. And I want to express sincere gratitude to people for inventing me, investing a lot of money in marketing and advertising to make me a popular and in-demand product. Without your creativity, engineering art, and understanding of the needs of pets, I would not have been able to become such an important element in the lives of many cats and their owners. Your attention to detail and constant desire to improve me make my life even better and help me confidently stand on the pedestal of cleanliness and hygiene in the world.
I sincerely thank you, people, for your efforts, warm words, and fragrant sand. I proudly promise you that I will continue to bring comfort and joy to your beloved pets.
Amen.
Sincerely, Your cat litter box from the world of sea breeze.
P.S. For the translation of the text into English, artificial intelligence was used
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This is delightfully deranged :)
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I see you like a challenge Marina! Of all the things to personify!! That aside, generally I'd prefer a story to have an arc, a beginning, middle and end - it's going somewhere. The fact that it's styled as a kind of letter instead perhaps alleviates this requirement - somewhat. But we don't really get a sense that it's a letter, per se, until the end when we see the word "Sincerely." You have managed, somehow, to create a story that keeps the reader reading. Perhaps even if it's only because the reader was stupified up front. "The prot...
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