Dear Dr Kitty of the Universe

The Kitty Force is with you. A journal and journey of the kitty things in life...

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Dear Dr Kitty of the Universe,  Today I bought some choccy. I sat at the tram stop in between a schoolgirl and a middle-aged man. I cracked open the block (a block is a bar to me) anyway it tasted so yum I felt like offering someone some... after careful consideration I thought it best not to offer the youngling any, didn't want to undo 'stranger danger' etc. At that moment the man curiously looked at what I was eating... bingo perfect opportunity to spread the love… “Would you like some” I said kindly motioning it to him*. He half smiled and politely accepted. Keeping the flow, I turned the pack around and said 'it's pretty good, I've never had it before'. The fact that it was Fairtrade came up in conversation and my new chocolate friend asked if there was any sign that there was palm oil in there. I asked why and he told me that palm oil is often cultivated in an unsustainable way, tearing down the orangutans habitat (poor orangutans). Then he said a word "ussple". I pretended to know what he said by laugh/saying "yeah". Then I said... "Sorry I didn't actually hear what you said". He repeated "ussple" I tried a second round of pretending. Then straight up said, I'm sorry I have no idea what you're saying, is it a different language? Finally my ears wrapped around his words. He was saying, "us people" In reference to the palm oil and what humans are doing. We cleared all the confusion up just in time to jump on our tram. There was no awkward now-we-are-on-the-tram-do-we-keep-talking business and after a while my temporary acquaintance got off at his stop, passing me he said, “thanks for the chocolate” and I replied “thanks for the word”. He paused suggesting he forgot… “Ussple” I said he replied “Ussple, take away the gap and you have ‘uspeople’. We chuckled then he gave me a friendly nod of the head goodbye. Gotta love the small things in life. L.K xx *Had I not he could have thought I was being passive aggressive. ‘Cause you know 'uspeople' can be like that. 

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Dear Dr kitty of the universe. Last night I got in a cab. and i thought about how funny it is that we're genuinely surprised by nice taxi drivers. They're either blatantly rude, creepy, grumpy, and lesssssbehonest - sometimes a bit smelly.Obviously, if you put yourself in taxi drivers shoes, you'd probably be a bit grumpy and smelly too - it's not the most pleasant line of work. However, if you bring in some of those happy, friendly vibes to your taxi driver, and your taxi driver responds to you with what you thought was a hello - oh what? hold on, wait a minute, he didn't say hello - that's just him having some jolly handsfree international telephone conversation…well then, that makes taxi rides pretty unkewl for little, friendly kitty's like us.  Last night when i got in this cab, i felt myself instantly anticipating behaviour of the asshole variety. I think i do that every time i get in cab. It's kinda hard not too. In the last month, i've had a taxi driver tell me to fluff off, another one yell at me because i told him he was driving in the completely wrong direction, another who denied me mcdonalds, and another who essentially abandoned some dear friends and myself in an area far from our preferred destination because we were a being a little loud* in his taxi.  So sometimes now and then, when I get an extremely lovely, friendly taxi driver - it gives me the happy, fuzzy feels. It restores my faith in the powers you bestow to the universe Dr Kitty, because it reminds me that kindness really does go a long way. Last night, my taxi driver who i've decided to name Milky (because he kinda looked like Milky from Me Myself & Irene) - Milky was kooky looking, with white hair and spectacles with lenses that were like epic magnifying glasses. Milky was very polite, and when I arrived at my destination he asked me "How would you like to pay for this evening?" After responding 'just cash please' he proceeded to ask me if i 'required a tax invoice for work' (as he'd picked me up from my office). Well it was very apparent, Milky took his job very seriously of course, and he wished me a ' you have a very wonderful weekend.' The taxi driver industry needs more Milky's. Actually, the world needs more Milky's, because kindness and good old fashioned manners is what spreads good vibes throughout the kitty universe. Thanks for spreading out your good, friendly, rad mannered vibes Milky - you're awesome.  Three cheers for Milky! K.K x *by loud, i meant we were all extremely drunk and obnoxious and someone in the cab was yelling about fingering bitches.

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Dear Dr Kitty of the Universe. My friend at work gave me this energy light. It's really kewl. Some people are like "what the fuck is that" and I'm all like "that is my new 'energy light'." My boss couldn't really understand why it existed. So what is my energy light? Well, first of all, it lights up to all pretty colours, and the colours fade into more rad colours. I've heard that it apparently attracts good energy and vibes. The fact that someone just found it and gave it to me, makes me feel like my energy light wanted to bring me it's colourful energy. I've had my energy light on all week, and let me tell you, the energy vibes are definitely gewd. Was that you that sent me the energy light Dr Kitty? You cheeky little feline. Anyway, I love my new colourful energy and I feel like a kewl kitty when I look at its kewl colours. Oh and it plugs into the USB port to my laptop. Technology is pretty kewl too. Love (kewl) KK.

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Dear Dr Kitty of the Universe, 

Today I am glad I woke up and decided to wear opaque tights along with my mini pleat skirt. The gusts of wind today caused me to flap about the sidewalk like a crazed kitty. As I controlled the front of the upright skirt the back comedically went straight up. I quickly sought shelter in a corner of a building. But I couldn't stay there all day, I had a coffee to drink and my 20 minute break was already ticking away. Luckily I had my selfless friend with me who gallantly gave up one of her arms to hold down the parts of the skirt that I couldn't (pre and post walk for coffee!), I felt like a puppy on a lead. Some friends have your back, some have (the back of) your skirt. Love L.K

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Dear Dr Kitty of the Universe,

Often I see people from the corner of my eye playing with their ipod headphones, having the standard struggle getting the knot/s free. Every time for a split second, it to me, looks like people are knitting. Each time I look properly I am let down with the reality. This morning though I saw someone in my peripheral who I thought was knitting so I didn't look straight away and then when I did, my tiny fantasy didn't turn into a white wirey tangle of technology. I swear to Kitty the lady was kitting knitting! On a side note the man next to me was reading a book. I was in a knit/book sandwich (I find it fascinating that these 'things' seem to be fast phasing out). Ironically I was writing this on my smartphone. More ironic than 10,000 spoons. Love L.K

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Dear Dr Kitty of the Universe. Thank you for leading me to my new coffee place. The people are friendly, and they use bonsoy in their coffee which makes me happy. Most of all, they have a new quote on this blackboard every morning, which makes the extra 100 metre walk to get coffee so worthwhile. I also get to see all the pretty autumn leaves scattered all over the footpath in my walk, and I like it. Love K.K