I'm not too sure whether to let out a pitiful sigh, cry tears, or laugh my ass off. I'm just a conundrum of mixed emotions. Let me give you a briefing on "Matt, the Flatt Catt":
-Matt has no legs.
-Matt has little stumps where his legs should be; hence, his first given name was "Stumpy."
-Matt's temporary owner refers to him as a "mewtant."
-I need to type that again: MEWTANT. mewtant. mewtant.
-Matt's deformities extend to his tail, which he only has a quarter of.
View for yourself: Matt, the Flatt Catt
The text says that "Matt lives to be loved." I'd like to agree with that, but I can guarantee you that Scott will say Matt is meant to be shark bait.
Was Matt's mom a heroin addict? Was Matt born deformed because he was a crack baby? Were there just one too many catnip brownies ingested while he was in utero? We'll never know.
I think I would have named him Stubbs. I also like the fact that he squirms around the house like a seal. LIKE A SEAL. I'd give the little guy prosthetic limbs and hook him up with a speedy skateboard.
Ode to Matt
I am Matt.
Matt the Flatt Catt.
I have no legs.
What do you think of that?
I get stuck
if I lie on my back.
Because I am Matt.
Matt the Flatt Catt.
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I shouldn't be but I'm really really laughing my tushie off.
I'm SO glad you created a post dedicated to "Matt the Flat Cat" because I had seen his, er, profile up there before and I just KNEW there was a great post somewhere within, just waiting to happen, but I couldn't come up with anything. And then! Your post! With the poem! Oh, Stewbie2. It's just too much. Thank you. And thank YOU, Matt the Flat Cat.
Hmmm, could the mew-tations be due to inbreeding? It says he's from Kentucky....
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