There is a unique looking cat that

shows up around my apartment. It’s orange, black and white with emerald green eyes and it has 3 legs.

It has 4 legs really but only 3 cat paws. It lost a foot at some point so it hops around like it only has three legs.

Every time I see it, I move calmly and slowly. So it doesn't freak out.

The cat always looks freaked out.

So the other day I was grilling steak the cat showed up. I thought, “It's probably hungry, for God sakes, it's only got THREE LEGS. Seriously, What the hell is it going to be able to catch? ...a handicap space.”

So I cut the steak into small pieces and hooked him up.

The cat, was not interested.

My kindness changes quickly when it's not appreciated. As soon as he was disinterested, I was annoyed. “Stupid cat, I don't remember the last time I had steak, much less enough to share with some Fur Ball tripod.

I told my roommate, “I tried to feed the orange cat” and he said,
"Why did you try to feed it?"

At first I thought to myself, “Ben you were being nice." Then it clicked, my roommate was right.

What asshole cooks steak then wastes it on a cat.

Then I realized that sometimes, I think like a 5 year old girl. I might as well have pretended that I was having a tea party and strapped the cat to a chair.
“OK Mr. Kitty, don’t you just love playing tea party? Have some steak”

I also cut up the pieces of steak for a cat. WAY TO GO BEN.

A cat survives the backyards of Chicago neighborhoods without the use of it's 4th leg but it's a good thing you cut up the steak, because it could have choked.

When a cat eats a bird, it eats the whole bird. Then later it regurgitates the bones and feathers. Great Work Ben, you sure saved the day by cutting up a tender piece of cow.

Besides, if that cat killed itself by choking on a piece of steak, It was that cat's time to die.

Sweet Home Chicago

I first came to Chicago, IL as a kid and enjoyed it but when I came here years later to visit my brother I became enthralled with the city. I knew at some point, I would live here too. I interviewed for a job but did not get it so I moved to Nashville instead.

A few years later in the midst of the biggest economic recession of my lifetime, two friends and I decided to quit our jobs and move to Chicago with no employment or income because we are GENIUSES!

*The posts here will unfold out of order. Pieces won't always fit but check back, I think you will enjoy it.