Hello,
My name is Max and I am a skinny cat in Mali. I managed to find Mr Tim, as I know him and asked if it would be okay for me to send some messages to the world from somewhere you barely know and he said it was alright, as long as I don’t get political. We don’t have politics where I live. We are more concerned with staying alive.
I have been living in the courtyard of the deluxe Hotel Faguibine, Oulessebougou, Mali, for about three years, your time. My mind is a little hazy on that, as I don’t have a calendar and for me, every day is the same. I understand this is something you don’t do, as apparently you have names for when the sun comes up each day. It does seem complicated and unnecessary to me. A day is a day. It starts, it ends. I think that is enough.
And I understand you have fairly regular feeding times? This does seem a little too difficult. It makes time so constricted. For me, I wake up and wander around and sit in the sun (if it is not the rainy season, like now) and if I find something to eat, then I eat it. Some days there is not much and other days (like when I catch a mouse) then it is a gourmet day. Easy come, easy go. I like it when the funny looking people come to stay as they tend to give me something to eat. I have worked out how to sit still and look starved. They are such suckers.
It seems I have developed the perfect life. I have heard Mr Tim and others talking and it quite distressed me. You have so many problems. Things I don’t know about, but even so, I think I can give lessons to the two- legged people on living an easier life. I shall have a think about it. Right now, it is time for a doze in the sun.
Talk to you soon,
Love,
Max.
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