by Horia Hulea
Chapter 10
"Is that the Holy Spirit cat, Tommy Boy? The one that everyone talks about?" says Jonesy in a miracle-stricken voice, barely holding his laughter.
"Laugh all you want, you sorry miserable wretches, for you have no tooth fillings and your name shall be forgotten for eons to come! The Holy Cat has foreseen the rise and fall of your fate! Your kin will turn to dust, and their memory will be blown in the wind!"
"Foreseen, you say? Such fancy words on Old Tom. My, my! Truly a miracle! Let us bow to the talking cat! Bow, Jimmy boy! Bow! Maybe it will bless us too with all those fancy words!"
Jonesy's buddy, Jimmy, bows deeply, laughing all the way down.
"But why doesn't it speak, Tommy Boy? Did the cat get its tongue? Hur, hur, hur."
"It doesn't speak now for reason of being deep in thought!"
"Knees-deep in thought! Like we are in this cow shit, ha, Tom? Hur, hur, hur."
The kitty hadn't spoken so much as a word ever since the beady-eyed rat had brought the news of catkind's doom.
Old Tom tries to make him happy with spinning toys and spoon feeding him the most delicious delicatessen and carrying him with great honor and introducing him to all the important people of the present times (that meant Old Lady McKendrick … and that's about it).
But all these things don't cheer the kitty, not for one little bit. For the revelation of inevitable doom sank in like a big, big stone crushing any happy, happy stars in his little soul. And everything that the poor little kitty feels is drifting alone in an ocean of pointlessness.
Everyone he knows will be dead!
Not now-now, since catkind hasn't been born yet, but after-after.
The entire triumphant nation with The Glorious at its eternal helm will be dead and gone, just like the stupid monkeys! And the rats will be laughing at them, saying, "Look at the stupid kitties. They had big heads, and they slept all day, and they couldn't cause a climate change!"
Which is not true!
Maybe the other nations of cats with their great leaders are stupid, but The Glorious works day and night for the progress of greater achievement!
What is left to do?
"The future is already written." That was what the Master Scientist had said. "Everything that you see happening has already happened. You will make no difference. No difference at all…."
And all of a sudden something catches the corner of his eyes, and—
OMG! What is that?
As it grows closer and closer, the Virtuous Pupil cannot believe his eyes. All the pictures with their reconstructions covered with feathers and scales from Professor Meowsky had not done it justice … but he can't mistake the animal in front of him!
It is … a COW!
As the little kitty stands there gasping in awe at the cow overlord in all its glory, the lumbering ruminant impassibly chews the grass and ignores completely the enraptured fur ball.
So all the stories are true after all!
The cow indeed has unquestionable power over all the humans. Just look at all these monkeys bringing food right under its nose, so the overlord won't waste any effort going after it! Or the other monkeys, who were cleaning and scrubbing its hide … or that one over there shoveling the cow's shit without any sign of revolt.
"I wish someone would clean up the poo after me like that," sighs the kitty.
"What's that you say, Tom?" Jonesy raises his head, smelling an excuse for getting physical with Old Tom.
This will definitely go into the log records of the shiny pebbles! The monkey slaves are working tirelessly around the magnificent animal, while the noble creature doesn't even look at those lowly servants. Not only that, but the lowly servants are chasing Old Tom up and down the road for insulting the overlord cow. Truly dedicated monkeys, fighting for the bovine noble ego.
The little kitty knows right there and then that, if he can find the cause of the human extinction, he can prevent the demise of catkind! And he will go back to The Glorious, and he will be a First Class Hero of the Nation!
