[ OT ] Sunday Free Write : Flights of Fancy Edition

Jon Arbuckle was the owner of an unusual cat. Unusual in the fact that he could communicate quite readily with it. 
 Jon was never quite sure how it worked, or even if perhaps he was merely delusional, but Garfield was his only friend. 
 
 Friend though he was, Garfield was no substitute for human companionship. Jon often wondered if there were some greater force responsible for the way his life turned out, or if he was merely the sole contributor to his own misery. He sat down in the frayed armchair, facing the TV and began to eat his microwave lasagna, feeding pieces to Garfield as he sipped from a vodka bottle. 
 
 The intoxicating effect washed over him as he drank more and more, and he found himself once again in a state of melancholy. He muted the TV, staring at the flickering images, and began to weep, deeply and unabashed. Wiping away at his tears, he began to speak. 
 
 `` I'm very tired, Garfield. I'm tired of this existence, and I see only one way out.'' 
 
 Garfield said nothing, and he wondered once more whether his feline friends communication were merely a sign of his own mental illness. 
 
 Jon walked to the hall closet, and pulled down a worn rope he had once used for tying down luggage. He fashioned it into a noose, and made his way to the carport, an area where he was sure the rope would hold. Stepping onto a wooden ladder, he fastened the rope to the ceiling beam, and slipped the noose around his neck. He kicked away the ladder, and looked down as Garfield poked his head around the door frame. 
 
 The cat raced into the garage, leaping on to john, and began to frantically gnaw at the ropes. Perhaps had they not been so worn, Jon might well have succeeded, but Garfields sharp feline teeth did their work well, and the rope severed as the weight snapped the remaining strands. 
 
 Jon wheezed and gasped on the floor, his body doing instinct what his conscious mind could not. 
 
 Garfield lay at Jons side, watching intently.'I do not want you to die Jon.' 
 
 
 

