Cats are dumb. And sometimes they become communists.

I've been worried for the past few days that Molly's cat is a communist. Usually I just worry that she's psychotic and stupid. Actually I don't worry, because there's pretty convincing evidence.

So anyway, she's developed this habit of sitting around staring at me when I'm in the kitchen and going "Mao." She doesn't move when she does this, or approach me, or blink or anything, so there's just this perfectly still cat with a glazed facial expression sitting over there going "Mao. Mao. Mao."

It's creepy.

Last night I decided she at least needed some new vocabulary if she insisted on sitting there and be a zombie like that.

psychotic cat: Mao.
eeka: uh...
pc: Mao.
e: Dammit...
pc: Mao.
e: Mao?
pc: MAO!
e: Mao.
pc: MAO!
e: Mao?
pc: MAO!
e: Moo.
pc: MOO?
e: OH MY GOD MOLLY YOUR CAT JUST MOOED
pc: Mao?
e: Moo.
pc: MOO!