Christopher, The Never Curious Cat

Christopher may have been a cat

But he was never curious

Things would happen

And Christopher would show

Little to no interest in them at all

Christopher would wake up

And the first thing he’d do

Every single morning

Was mind his own business

People would whisper around him

Rumors and gossip

Would swirl near his pointed ears

And he would continue on

Eating his Kyle Kotter’s Kitty Kibble

The superior brand of cat food

That his wonderful owners

Christine and Chris bought him

Mysterious things would happen

Things would go missing

Then reappear

Then disappear again

And Christopher was never curious

He was never curious so often

That everyone around the neighborhood

Began calling him

Christopher, The Never Curious Cat

Like a dog that doesn’t like playing fetch

Or a bird that doesn’t enjoy flight

People are often fascinated by something

Or someone

That doesn’t behave

The way others think they should

Even if it’s a better way of behaving

Some would say that not being curious

Can have its downsides

And Christopher would agree with that

There were times where he wished

He could be more curious

But not being curious sometimes meant

Not being aware of your surroundings

Christine and Christian would often tell Christopher

That he should take a look around more often

And Christopher tried his hardest

But when he did

He found himself seeing things

That others did not want him to see

Or hearing things that people

Did not want him to hear

Christopher the Never Curious Cat

Who was somewhat curious now

Learned that many people have things

They’d rather we not know about them

And while these things are not always bad things

They are private things

And Christopher felt strange learning private things

Like the fact that Petra the Parakeet likes to hoard

A little bit of her birdseed

In case she wants a snack late at night

Or that Danny the Dog is terrified of fire hydrants

And avoids them as much as he can

Christopher the Now Curious Cat

Even managed to figure out

Where all the missing items were going

And it wasn’t much of a mystery at all

Because it turns out that Christian

Was sleepwalking

Throwing things out

And then Christine was taking them out of the trash

Every day before making herself coffee

And not saying anything about it

Because it’s very rude to make sleepwalkers

Feel bad about what they do

When they’re sleepwalking

Christopher was up one night

On the roof of his house

Both his owners asleep

And Christian now trying

A new technique to prevent himself

From sleepwalking

That involves sleeping in a hammock

In the living room

And Christopher was wondering

If he should continue to be curious

Or to go back to being not curious

An owl landed next to Christopher

And owls are known to be very wise

But not all that curious

Although this particular owl

Was not all that wise

But very friendly

And he asked Christopher

Why a cat would be out on a roof

On a warm summer evening

Christopher explained

His predicament

And the owl

Who was not very wise

Felt sad that he couldn’t offer some wisdom

So he offered to sit with Christopher instead

And Christopher thought that sounded nice

Because he had never sat with an owl before

And so the two sat together

And looked out over a neighborhood

All the houses with lights on

And some without lights on

Where many things were happening

Most of which neither Christopher nor the owl

Would ever know about

And both were fine with that

In that moment, Christopher became

A little less curious

And the owl became a little wise to the fact

That sitting with a cat can be a lovely experience

And somewhere Petra was enjoying a little snack of birdseed

And nobody knowing about it

Made it taste even better