We got the first round of shots out of the way today; boosters come in three weeks. Then the requisite snip-snip to make sure we end up with no inbred babies. Yes, I know I should have done this a month or two ago, but if I didn’t always procrastinate until the very last minute, my life would contain absolutely no excitement. And what is more exciting than having to watch your cat all the…
[for Monday, Sept. 10] Project 365
It’s hot in my apartment. I accidentally shut Jack in the closet today while I was out running errands. I think he secretly enjoyed it. Friday night Sarah and Brandon came calling and we stayed up until the wee hours, drinking Boone’s Farm (yes, Boone’s Farm; Fuzzy Navel if you’re keeping score at home) and smoking Marlboro Menthol Lights out on the balcony. We kvetched. We danced to Justin Timberlake. It was therapeutic. Some people…
Just kidding. But you’d want to make out with him, too, if he hopped up on your bed. And just so no on thinks I’m playing kitty favorites, here’s a picture of Sally at the exact moment I tried to make out with her. She no likey. Project 365
[for Thursday, July 26] My cat eats paper and he would appreciate it if you would not come near him while he’s doing so. Project 365
• The appropriate time to poop. They seem to think it’s preferable to take turns pooping as I’m preparing my lunch and/or dinner. • How acceptable it is to knock my living room lamp off the table and punch two holes in the shade and bust the underside of the base. • The advisability of jumping up and latching on to the oscillating fan. • How much fun it is to play in the litter…
Kittens are, as everyone knows, insane. Which means that my nights and mornings have gotten all jumbled these past few weeks as the critters and I have tried to hammer out a sleep schedule that accommodates my work schedule and their instincts to get up at the ass crack of dawn and stampede around the apartment, ripping things off the walls. Mother Nature never compromises, so usually here’s what happens when I get off work…
The kitties have taken over Felix’s tube, and right now, they can sort of fit into it (it takes more effort for Jack to get in there as he’s a big ‘un). And they are mesmerized by the most hypnotic, most annoying cat toy ever (er, at least so far):
• There is a series of small scratches and puncture wounds spanning from my legs to my shoulders where I have been used as a tree trunk/scratching post while sitting at my desk and attempting to type on my keyboard while the cats scaled the desk chair repeatedly, using me as an inconvenience to be trampled upon. • All cords have had to be elevated to the extremely unattractive location known as “eye level” so…
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