Being a cat is just about as good as it gets.

But, if I had to be another animal, I would would pick a Canada goose.

Note: Not Canadian goose.

It's never Canadian goose, according to Associated Press style, which I must say some of my fellow bloggers do not adhere to, but that is a topic of another pondering.

But back to the geese. I would love to fly in formation with the flock and HONK.

Of course, I would not fly or honk with them during hunting season. They'd be on their own.

I would poop on golf courses and your back yard.

But, wait a minute, don't people eat geese?

I don't want to be a goose anymore.

In fact, being a cat is all I really want to be.

I may not be able to fly or honk, but I can still poop where I want to.

Later, P.