Speaking of Pouncer cat, he confused me one time when he started pawing at the newspaper.  It was open to the arts and entertainment section, and Pouncer was attracted to the theater portion.  He ignored Shakespeare and all the more modern playwrights, but yowled and almost pointed at a revival of Everyman, put on by one of the local Catholic churches.

Once I had ascertained that he wasn’t giving up his religion, I started thinking about what he was trying to tell me, and then I got it.

He wanted to see a mrowality play.