It's a question that has puzzled sages and philosophers for centuries. What if you had a cat that could talk? Would you be able to have deep, meaningful conversations with it? Would you have to deal with the existential dread of knowing that your feline friend is secretly judging you at all times?
As it turns out, I do have a talking cat. Her name is Whiskers, and she's a sassy, fastidious feline with a penchant for 80s rock music and complaining about the weather.
One day, while I was working on my latest web project, Whiskers sauntered into my office and said, "What's all the fuss about, human? Can't you see I'm trying to watch my cat videos here?"
I was taken aback, but also impressed. "Uh, sorry Whiskers. I was just trying to meet this really tight deadline. But I think you're being a bit of a diva, don't you?"
"Hey, someone's got to keep you humans on their toes," Whiskers retorted. "Now, about that coffee mug you're drinking from: can you please use the one with the cat face on it? My aesthetic is suffering."
As you can see, having a talking cat is a real challenge. But it's also kind of amazing. Want to learn more about my feline overlord? Check out Whiskers' Subpages: