The Angry Cat
By Rachael Orbach
Avishai Cohen was one angry cat. Everything that happened made him
angry. The way he woke up in the morning groggy and full of sleep
filled him with anger. Hiss!! Hiss!! I have to sharpen my claws!!
"Why can't I wake up like everybody else?" he
would say to himself. After a cold shower (he tortured himself that way, taking showers) he felt a little better,
that was until he heard the morning news.
" More Grad missiles fall on
Sederot" the headline blared out.
" Why do they have to have a war in
the middle of my work week?" he demanded.
The children didn't want to eat breakfast, "Eat your breakfast kittens!"
Avishai yelled.
" Don't yell in the morning," his wife, Fritzi Cohen reminded.
But Avishai could not listen, and continued being angry. He left to
go to shul, slamming the door. (This is a Jewish cat family)
It was a relief not having him in the apartment for an hour, now
things could get done without all that noise.
Fritzi needed the car to take a kitten to the veterinarian, so she drove
Avishai to work. His job was in another part of town, he worked as the post-cat, and was fed up at being barked at by all the dogs in that neighborhood. Maybe it was because he was the only cat brave enough to do the job, but it bothered him to be barked at all the time.
"Move in to the right lane." Avishai directed.
"No, I need to be in this lane because at the next street, I have to
make a left," his wife countered.
"Hey, beep that car, he is going to come into your lane!" Avishai pushed.
"No, I can't beep, I'm going around him and I need my hands on the
steering wheel to drive."
"But he was in your way! Why didn't you beep him?"
"It is not up to me to tell him how to drive. If he is not careful,
he is going to have an accident, but I go around traffic hazards very
carefully." his wife said.
"Where are you going?" Avishai asked.
"I'm taking you to your work, aren't I" his wife said
"But I wanted to go the other way!" said Avishai,
"You asked me to drive, so you don't bother the driver, I had a plan that would take us to your job with the least amount of traffic, and the safest way, without dangerous, busy intersections, so I don't have to make left turns without traffic lights. When you ask someone to drive, you are a passenger, not the driver and you let the driver make the driving decisions. If the driver gets distracted, mistakes can happen, which can cause accidents." His wife said calmly.
"Hey! You went through a red light!" yelled Avishai
"Proves my point, you distracted the driver and I made a mistake. If you continue to badger me while I am driving, I won't not only drive you but also not get in the car with you at all." Fritzi said.
With that she parked the car, got out and walked the long way home, swishing her tail to and fro very fast. This was to help calm herself down. She also found some nice trees to sharpen her claws more than once.
She would use a taxi to take the child to the doctor. It just wasn't worth the emotional trouble to drive her husband to work.
By Rachael Orbach
Avishai Cohen was one angry cat. Everything that happened made him
angry. The way he woke up in the morning groggy and full of sleep
filled him with anger. Hiss!! Hiss!! I have to sharpen my claws!!
"Why can't I wake up like everybody else?" he
would say to himself. After a cold shower (he tortured himself that way, taking showers) he felt a little better,
that was until he heard the morning news.
" More Grad missiles fall on
Sederot" the headline blared out.
" Why do they have to have a war in
the middle of my work week?" he demanded.
The children didn't want to eat breakfast, "Eat your breakfast kittens!"
Avishai yelled.
" Don't yell in the morning," his wife, Fritzi Cohen reminded.
But Avishai could not listen, and continued being angry. He left to
go to shul, slamming the door. (This is a Jewish cat family)
It was a relief not having him in the apartment for an hour, now
things could get done without all that noise.
Fritzi needed the car to take a kitten to the veterinarian, so she drove
Avishai to work. His job was in another part of town, he worked as the post-cat, and was fed up at being barked at by all the dogs in that neighborhood. Maybe it was because he was the only cat brave enough to do the job, but it bothered him to be barked at all the time.
"Move in to the right lane." Avishai directed.
"No, I need to be in this lane because at the next street, I have to
make a left," his wife countered.
"Hey, beep that car, he is going to come into your lane!" Avishai pushed.
"No, I can't beep, I'm going around him and I need my hands on the
steering wheel to drive."
"But he was in your way! Why didn't you beep him?"
"It is not up to me to tell him how to drive. If he is not careful,
he is going to have an accident, but I go around traffic hazards very
carefully." his wife said.
"Where are you going?" Avishai asked.
"I'm taking you to your work, aren't I" his wife said
"You asked me to drive, so you don't bother the driver, I had a plan that would take us to your job with the least amount of traffic, and the safest way, without dangerous, busy intersections, so I don't have to make left turns without traffic lights. When you ask someone to drive, you are a passenger, not the driver and you let the driver make the driving decisions. If the driver gets distracted, mistakes can happen, which can cause accidents." His wife said calmly.
"Hey! You went through a red light!" yelled Avishai
"Proves my point, you distracted the driver and I made a mistake. If you continue to badger me while I am driving, I won't not only drive you but also not get in the car with you at all." Fritzi said.
With that she parked the car, got out and walked the long way home, swishing her tail to and fro very fast. This was to help calm herself down. She also found some nice trees to sharpen her claws more than once.
She would use a taxi to take the child to the doctor. It just wasn't worth the emotional trouble to drive her husband to work.
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