Pantalones and The Stranger

I found myself trying to befriend this cat, not in a normal way(whatever that means)cats don't like the normal. I'm in a house packed with people. All loons in their own right. Daren our host, just like Yul Brynner in the "Magnificent Seven", has spent a lifetime gathering only the craziest of crazies for who knows what reason. He gets us together for these parties to get us "used" to each other. I haven't figured out why just yet. Anyway, so I'm standing there in the middle of a fascinating conversation with Steven Hawking and George "The Animal" Steele. A flamenco guitarist is playing Malaguena. A three year old girl is tap dancing to the music and.... I think I'm getting side tracked again. Where was I? So I'm trying to befriend this cat who is curled up in this chair but I'm trying to do it in my mind. The cat's looking up at me and I'm just staring at it and saying to it "I love you. I would never hurt you,I'm not like these other people". This is all in my head, and it worked. Slowly I made my move and sat on the chair, inch by inch, until we were snuggling together. Hello! I'm a cat whisperer. The next thing you know I have the cat in a baby carriage(in my mind) and we are strolling down the street. All the other fathers have their cats in similar strollers. Smiling nods as we pass each other. Pantalones,the cats name, looks up at me and says that she's in the mood for a lollipop. She giggles a little and tells me she's joking. I think to myself today is the most wonderful day of my life. Filled with joy, I scoop up Pantalones and start running down the street. She looks up at me and starts shouting "Faster Daddy, Faster".....