Leave it to Singapore’s media to demonize Thai cats under the guise of “concern” for strays. And when it comes to soft power, it seems they’re unaware of cultural icons like Hello Kitty, Japan’s Cat Island, or the beloved felines of Istanbul.
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Of course, I haven’t celebrated any holidays since my brother passed away. I did collect some cat memes for Thanksgiving, though, and I didn’t forget about those who, like me, don’t celebrate (or live outside the U.S.). Have a happy Thursday!
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I’m not sure where I found the The Simpsons meme, but the rest are from Education Dojo.
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Back: coughs and shoulder sabotage.
Side: leg pain and betrayal.
Stomach: not even an option—just a cruel joke.
Every angle is a trap. Every adjustment a negotiation with pain. The cat sleeps like a loaf, smug and boneless. I rotate like a rotisserie chicken in a haunted oven.
It’s not insomnia. It’s logistics.
It’s not restlessness. It’s refusal.
Catch-22, but make it biomechanical.
These were my cats. The boys—gone now, years past. What remains is Perky Goth, Perky for short. I’ve considered bringing another into the fold, but fatigue comes fast. Chronic pain, illness—it shapes the edges of my days. One cat is enough.
Pain has a way of folding the world inward. This piece came from that fold—where the body whispers its threshold, and the heart audits every gesture. Some days, I am the cat—soft-bellied, sharp-clawed, curled inside the cage of my own ribs. This poem is a record of those days.
The Capacity of a Cat
Ms. Cat’s Chronicles 
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