Lot 129 : Buttons
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What is the significance of talking buttons for pets?
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P. There you are. Do forgive the state of the shop. We've been rearranging. Not by choice, mind you. Certain items have developed an unfortunate habit of relocating themselves. Now then, you arrive at a rather curious moment. Because today's consignment is not an ancient relic, nor a cursed heirloom. It appears to be nothing more than a collection of brightly colored plastic buttons. Sold to pet owners. Each button contains a recorded word. A simple concept. Food. Outside. You get the picture. The idea being that an animal might press them to communicate with its owner. A charming notion. Though I confess, I've always found the arrangement somewhat unsettling. There is something inherently disquieting about a cat making itself understood.
Especially when the message isn't meant for you. I call this tale... Buttons. Before we begin, I want to point out some of the customers whose names have been etched in brass on this beautiful plaque I had made above the front desk. These are some of the members of the inner circle of the Antiquarium. We go by the Obsidian Covenant. Recent initiates include Denise Holton, Clint, Ryan Brown, Chelsea Aguilera, and Taylor Mankin. We are ever appreciative of your devotion to the Order. Go to theobsidiancovenant.com to receive the sacrament. Sounds harmless enough, right? Welcome to the antiquarium of sinister happenings. and odd goings-on.
I bought talking buttons for my cat, but the cat wasn't the only one who used them. It's actually my youngest son's cat who learned to use the buttons. I inherited the cat after my son lost control of his car on the icy roads last winter. It happened on the day he received a scholarship to his top college choice. He and his boyfriend were feeling on top of the world and were on their way back home from a trip. His boyfriend survived. He didn't. You can't imagine the grief. Either you've experienced the loss of a child or you haven't. I didn't weep. Not at the funeral, nor for many weeks after. I became a stone, an object. It was as if all the sorrow were locked far from reach. Instead of feeling anything, I simply... I thought many times of grabbing the pistol that I owned from the case in the back of my closet.
And on a few occasions, I even went and took it. Sat with it.
How did the narrator's relationship with their cat change after a tragedy?
Feeling its weight in my hand. My son Vin, Vinny to his friends, was my world. One day, he would have been famous. I'm sure of it. You may think that's a father's pride talking, and maybe it is. But he had a music scholarship. He would have performed for presidents and world leaders. In my mind, when I see him, it's usually at his piano, playing for his cat. When he was 15, I promised him a kitten if he did well in school, and he picked out this tabby, the tiniest and angriest tabby in the world, and named her Terry. She loved only him, and hissed and growled at anyone else who came near, including me. She also peed on his clothes, and on mine, and on my bed. To say I wanted to get rid of Terrible Terry, as I called her, is an understatement.
But then my brilliant son died. And suddenly it was just me and terrible Terry and the gun. I felt nothing but resentment toward that cat. But she spent hours and hours slouched on the windowsill in his bedroom where she always sat while he played piano. I used to think she sat there to watch the birds and couldn't care less about his playing. No, she didn't even lift her head. She just loafed on the sill as if waiting for him to come bursting in and pull the dust cover off and start playing. And there were buttons. You've seen them, I'm sure. Those gimmicky buttons that people get to train animals to talk. Bunch of nonsense if you ask me.
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Chapters
8 chapters
1
What is the significance of talking buttons for pets?
0:00–4:29
2
How did the narrator's relationship with their cat change after a tragedy?
4:29–8:13
3
What emotional challenges does the narrator face after losing a child?
8:13–10:57
4
How does the narrator describe the bond with their son's cat?
10:57–15:06
5
What unexpected event occurs involving the talking buttons?
15:06–17:47
6
How does the narrator's perception of their cat evolve throughout the story?
17:47–20:50
7
What shocking confrontation happens during the narrator's moment of vulnerability?
20:50–24:48
8
What is the final revelation about the relationship between the narrator, their son, and the cat?
24:48–27:55