A move into a new house
It has passed a couple of weeks since I became a cat, that is since I realized that I am a cat.
I got a good opportunity to move from the pet shop.
My new owner is Yoshiko Takamura, who is a licensed tax accountant.
I moved into a condominium apartment which has two living rooms and dining kitchen. I obtained a toilet and a bed for me in a room, which are not surrounded by a fence. I am so happy as I can walk around whole in a room.
My first dinner that I ate at new place was so big for me.
My owner served it to me in my cat food bowl.
I realized a name written in my cat food bowl.
‘Pierre’
This must be my new name.
I hope this should be named after Pierre de Fermat.
Indeed, I ate so much food to get to feel a food coma.
Whereas, it is no problem for me.
I can sleep whenever I feel asleep.
I can eat as much as I want to, and I can sleep as much as I want to, too.
In addition, I can do mathematics as much as I want to.
I agree this situation is so comfortable, which actually blocks me to think to want to be back to human.
Here, I would hypothesize a proposition;
‘being a cat is the best to be a mathematician’.
