Friday, November 30, 2012
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
The bond that links your true family is not one of blood, but of respect and joy in each other's life. Rarely do members of one family grow up under the same roof.
Maybe it's time that I read Illusions again. I'm thinking that I'm somewhat overdue for a refresh on that score. Perhaps I'd manage my disappointment better with an outlook that's more in line with the philosophy of my favorite author.
Because right now, all I want to do is disconnect from the world. And from the things that can neither be un-said, un-heard, un-seen, un-read, un-discussed, nor un-realized. I can't do any of those things. Nor can I disconnect. But I wish I could. The world today looks different to me than it did four days ago. And I'm not liking this new version of The Truth at all. Not one bit.
Monday, November 19, 2012
Sunday, November 18, 2012
Saturday, November 17, 2012
Well, we had one of those moments this afternoon. I went to meet friends for lunch, and gave a pat to all three critters in turn before leaving. Fast-forward a few hours; when I came home, I saw Captain (kitty) and Mini (Chihuahua), but no Stanley. Mark hadn't seen Stanley either. My cats are both indoor-only cats, so even though Stanley has a name tag, I started worrying about whether he'd sneaked out of the house. I looked all over the house for him. Upstairs, in the basement, on the first floor. Behind all the furniture. I called him repeatedly. No dice.
Then it dawned on me to look IN the sofa. We have a couch and a love seat, both of which have recliners at both ends. Therefore, we can't look UNDER the couch visually, as the bottom of the recliners reach nearly all the way to the floor. But it's possible to look under the sofa in a TACTILE manner by sticking an arm down the narrow gap between the seats, where the backs of adjacent seats meet adjacent seat cushions,
I inserted my arm down into said gap. And felt one surprised little cat, who gave me a "Prrr!" and started sniffing my hand.
"Stanley, you hairy cat! What are you doing in there? You worried your Meowmy half to death."
Good thing he's cute. :-)
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Captain decided to jump up on the other end of the sofa. Mini the Jealous ran the length of the sofa to glare in his face. Captain just stood there and glared back. They stood nose-to-nose. I reached over and hauled Mini all the way back toward where I'm sitting, as she protested with a big tough RRRRRRRR. I think that's Chihuahua-speak for "You're lucky Mom is intervening." I told her not to stare at her brother. To which she peeked over in Captain's direction and gave a muffled "rrrrrrrr" under her breath. Wise-aleck dog.
Now, Stanley's dozing on the back of the sofa. Captain's dozing on the other end of the sofa. Mini's dozing next to me. Peace reigns. :-)