Well-Mannered Cats

Kasey and I have good manners - most of the time. Kasey has a tendency to be rude, but not nasty. The name She gives it is aloof. So Kasey is aloof, but I am very polite. I try to make eye-contact, and I try not to interrupt. I always tell Her the truth, as I see it, and I rarely bite Her. If I do, it is just a little nip, and I don't draw blood. She would not want us around if we were not well-mannered, because She has very definite ideas about that. Her friends all have nice manners and so do their children, if they have them. It bothers Her when She sees ads on the TV where people tell lies, and especially when the children in the ads are rude and whiney. If you are going to go places in this world, She says, you have to have good manners. You can't talk to your family in rude tones. She says She wasn't allowed to, she didn't allow Her students to, and She doesn't want me to use a rude tone.It is interesting that when She expresses Her displeasure about people in ads being rude, He says it is just because it is an ad, and they want you to get bothered, so you will remember the ad. That is kind of clever, I think, if it is true. He also thinks that there are people who act polite only when they are around people who can do them favors. I hope we don't know people like that. All our friends are very nice and polite because that is the way their Moms and Dads taught them to be. She says Her Grandma would say that Good manners are the mark of nobility. I am not sure, but I think that means class. Good manners show Kasey and I have class, even if Kasey is aloof sometimes. I will use my best manners tonight when She fixes that chicken for our dinner. I will wait until She is through before I lick the sauce off Her plate, and I won't complain that it isn't fish. Oh-re-vwar, mes amis.