strange encouter with the feline kind

I was walking along, pondering on something frivolous: charisma. [Just thinking about this strange thing called charisma] And I saw this oddly shaped pebble. Kicked it, picked it up and decided to keep it. caught sight of this cat around my neighbourhood with rabbit fluff-like fur lounging on the bench. So in a moment of distracted frame of mind,I sat down next to it. This turned out to be a very bad decision. I started to stroke the cat when another cat who so far is not in the frame of picture, lept up onto the bench. I ignored it, thinking that it was trying to gain attention. the next thing I know it jumped into the space between my backpack and my back and started sleeping there. I was thinking, acutally I wasn't thinking. I had the knee-jerk reaction of " Ooh, so sweet..." I thought I should just let it sleep there. It was so happily cuddled up using my back and bag as a cosy corner, while I was stuck in this odd position trying not to move so I won't squash it. Stuck in a crazy odd frozen position with passer-bys giving me the 'you're weird' look. I was sitting on the edge of the bench with my waist twisted hardly keeping my balance for 15 minutes. Until thankfully, it started to rain. I thought "here's my chance to escape'.

But no, the happy cat continues to occupy its new found territory blissfully. I removed my bag and tried to make it lose its balance so I can get going, but it clung on. I carried my bag and it treated it as a sedan chair. Peering at the moving world as it continues to sit comfortably. I walked (with the cat)to a nearby pagoda to formulate my next escape plan. By now the bag is off my back, lying next to me with a cat lazing on it. scratching and biting parts of my bag. To cut the long story sort, after it marked my bag as its territory and refused to budge, I finally stood up and swung my bag a bit, I reconquered my bag, took off, with the cat looking at me in puzzlement, nonchalance, what only it knows.

In that 50 mins, I've a revelation. Cats see us humans as moving furnitures-maybe even something like trees. they mark territories see us as food providers. in the eyes of cats, we are convinient parts of the environment which forms part of the background. NOt to generalize, I'm sure alot of cat owners would say otherwise. But I suddenly wonder if perhaps nature is a bit like the silent furniture(e role I played to the cat) , food provider which we too often forget is alive too.. But I know, I'm being weird again. so I'll stop this now.