Virtute spent the morning looking outside my window watching the flakes of snow pile up on the alley beside our house. I asked him what he was thinking about and he responded, “Snow.” I asked, “What about it?”. And he said, “There was a time back in the early 90s when a young white dancehall artist from Toronto took the world by storm and shot up to #1 on the charts claiming that he would never be an informer…and then I watched the Grammy’s last night and really things haven’t changed much.” Sometimes Virtute is 100% literal even when being 50% metaphorical.
diaries of a cat named virtute 