[for Wednesday, Nov. 7] Meet Bentley, Sly, and Murray. They hold me captive and render me unable to go outside or to the gym. They keep me up late at night. They stress me out and make me blurt profanity into the flickering TV screen. Send help. Project 365
Just got a call from the vet — kudos to them, by the way, for calling with an update — that the kitties are now spayed (nine-minute surgery) and neutered (thirty-second surgery) and hopped up on kitty painkillers for recovery. I get to pick them up tomorrow after 10. Felix, meanwhile, has the run of the place. He’s getting to eat outside the cage and sleep wherever he wants without fear of being pounced. Actually,…
I’ve had to start feeding Felix in the cage (or hang around to watch him eat), because if I leave him unattended, the kitties — mostly Jack — move in and snarf up all his food. Because, you know, I never feed them and they are STARVING TO DEATH. Here’s how it usually happens: Decides he’d like ferret food for lunch. Makes an obvious move. Gets smacked away by human. Is full of resentment. Begins…
[for Sunday, Nov. 4] I think the world, as a whole, would be a whole lot better off if people went on picnics more often. And if everyone could have access to Phil’s chicken salad. Project 365
Just now I was cleaning off my incredibly filthy balcony — scraping up the moldy, dripping remains of the pumpkins, repotting the mum I bought, cleaning up dirt I flung everywhere while repotting, scraping the dead roots out of all the other pots, etc. — and I got a whiff of a smell that nearly knocked me down. It was of my Nana’s trailer, her last one — the blue one — that, even when…
[for Saturday, Nov. 3] Is it weird that I could go nuts with a shopping spree in an office supply store? Project 365
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