"It's nothing to do with me," he said. "I am not involved with people. The Lord knows I am not a cruel man." "Ah!" barked Zarniwoop, "you say 'The Lord.' You believe in something!" "My cat," said the man benignly, picking it up and stroking it. "I call him The Lord. I am kind to him." "All right," said Zarniwoop, pressing home his point, "how do you know he exists? How do you know he knows you to be kind, or enjoys what he thinks of as your kindness?" "I don't," said the man with a smile, "I have no idea. It merely pleases me to behave in a certain way to what appears to be a cat. Do you behave any differently? Please, I think I am tired."
"It's nothing to do with me," he said. "I am not involved with people. The Lord knows I am not a cruel man." "Ah!" barked Zarniwoop, "you say 'The Lord.' You believe in something!" "My cat," said the man benignly, picking it up and stroking it. "I call him The Lord. I am kind to him." "All right," said Zarniwoop, pressing home his point, "how do you know he exists? How do you know he knows you to be kind, or enjoys what he thinks of as your kindness?" "I don't," said the man with a smile, "I have no idea. It merely pleases me to behave in a certain way to what appears to be a cat. Do you behave any differently? Please, I think I am tired."