“Big Dawg, my son, all of these cat-themed coffee shops will eventually be yours. But beware! Take care! This career path seems like a dream, but it can just as well become a snake in the grass. Being a canine manager of a chain of feline coffee shops can easily start to feel like you’re on a hamster wheel. You’re running and running and running without truly moving. You’ve no hands to catch the bird of hope. Indeed, you resent that avian couple mating in the bush. And, before you know it, a pandemic strikes or a Presidential Psychopath tariffs the economy into a death spiral, and there you go . . . walking the path of the dodo . . . shitting as you amble . . . like a damn horse . . . As for me, I always dreamed of becoming a panda. But I don’t want to pressure you. Live your own dreams! Perhaps you, too, aspire to become a panda. But maybe you miss the mark slightly and end up as a polar bear. I’ll still love you no matter what! Just don’t get all computer generated and start drinking cyber-Coke out of a virtual bottle. If you do, I’ll reject you faster than a skunk in a hen house!”
