There is a small tea field in the back of my house. On a warm, peaceful spring day around 2 p.m., I went for a walk there. Suddenly, I saw a big fat black cat. He was sleeping on top of flowers and crushing them. He was really big and looked like the king of cats. I looked at him with amazement and curiosity. Then, he opened his round eyes.
Who are you?
I…I am a cat. And I don't have a name yet.
Where do you live?
I live here at the teacher’s house. Who are you, by the way?
Me? I’m the riskshaw-driver’s cat, Black.
Black was famous as a dangerous cat. He was strong, but he wasn’t educated, so we kept our distance from him. I decided to see how smart he really was.
Which do you think is better, a teacher or a rickshaw driver?
The rickshaw driver. He's much stronger. Your teacher is just skin and bones. You should follow me instead of walking around in this tea field. You'll be bigger and fatter in less than a month.
I may ask you later. But a teacher lives in a bigger house than a rickshaw driver.
Stupid cat. A big house isn't going to fill your stomach. How many mice have you caught?
To tell you the truth, zero. But you, you must have caught many.
Not too many, just around 30 or 40. you know, I will fight 100 or 200 mice, but a weasel is another story. They are terrible.
I see.
During the big cleaning at the end of year, my owner went under the house, and a big weasel came running out. I thought a weasel was like a mouse, just bigger. So I chased it into a corner.
Good for you.
But you see, smelly air came out of his butt. It was terrible. So whenever I see a weasel now, it makes me sick.
Oh. But you can probably scare a mouse just by looking at it. Your fur is shiny. And you are so big. It must be from eating all the mice you catch.
That’s the sad part. There is no creature as selfish and bad as a human. No matter how many mice I catch, my owner takes them away from me. and then, he takes them to the police station. They pay a small amount of money to anyone who brings them mice, you know. My owner has gotten money thanks to me. But he has never given me a good meal. Humans are thieves.
Although Black wasn’t smart, he understood the unfairness of the situation. The hair on his back was standing as he talked. He was very angry. I decided I would never catch any mouse.