This is Chester. He had reminded me that it is Dr. Seuss’s birthday
Or perhaps that of the Cat in the Hat.
Chester told me once he auditioned for the role of Cat in the Hat, but he couldn’t get the hat to sit right.
A stitch-up, really, he added. There was this fat cat, and he told everyone the role was his.
So, I had to ask, did he get the role?
No. You’ve seen the Cat in the Hat, haven’t you? Nothing like him.
So, other than trying to intimidate the competition, what was so scary about him?
Oh, I wasn’t scared or anything like that. I just didn’t want to make a scene in front of the ladies.
I take a minute, trying to equate the cat in front of me, and that of the Cat in the Hat.
No resemblance at all.
And as for the scaredy-cat part, I decide not to remind him of his all-conquering fear of the grandchildren.
I’ll just wait until the next time they visit…
In less than two hours.