Tag: cats
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Goblin: "sigh…" Me: continues working Goblin: more dramatically "Sigh…" Me: I'm going to regret asking "Yes, Lizzy?" Goblin: "No, it's nothing sigh" Me: "Okay then" Goblin: "SIGH" Me: … "What is it, Lizzy?" Goblin: "This is just goodbye" Me: "Goodbye? Are you going somewhere?" Goblin: "My time is up. I am not long for this world. Everything around me… grows dark. I am simply unable to go on…" Me: "Dinner's not for another hour and a half" Goblin: "I now shuffle off this mortal coil" flops dramatically to the ground, weakly saying "good… bye…" Me: "Okay, well I generally appreciate the time we had together." Goblin: springs into my lap and climbs up to look me in the face "I said Goodbye!" Me: "You're still not getting fed."
five
Me: “Wake up, I need to get up.” Goblin: “No.” Me: “But I need to pee.” Goblin: “Sucks to be you, I’m comfortable.” Me: “Lizzy!” Goblin: “snore” Me: “You just said the word ‘snore’. You’re not actually sleeping… What if I feed you? It’s almost wet food time?” Goblin: “omg, why are you still on the couch?! I’m starving!” waits next to half full bowl of kibble
four
Goblin: I’m bored. Me: Bored?! I just bought you new toys! Goblin: Yeah, but I beat those games already. Me: Gam… takes a deep breath One of them is a ball that rolls around and waves a tail when you interact with it. You’re supposed to chase it! Goblin: It’s not real though. It’s too predictable. I need the thrill of the hunt, the chase, like my mighty ancestors before me! Me: Yeah, your ancestor was a stray named Kitty Gaga, and your birth name was Husky. I don’t know how mighty… Goblin: What’s up here? OMG, you’ve been holding out on me! This is amazing! And exactly what I was looking for! Me: Ugh, you know you’re not allowed on the table! Goblin: DIE! Pounces dramatically on cloth napkin Me: Sigh
june in photos
June has been pretty chill in most ways saving the weather. Jacob and I actually managed to convince our friend Tate to go to the bar with us to have a drink and play some pool a couple times. Definitely a W, even though the tables were pretty packed by the time we made it...
#oneaday Day 750: Cooling and cat-proofing
The heat wave we've been suffering all week appears to have broken; outside is a relatively normal-feeling temperature right now, the humidity is down to levels where it's actually possible to breathe, and the sky has taken on a typically British summertime partially overcast look. It's really quite pleasant; if it could just stay like...
#oneaday Day 745b: Oliver's return, the kindness of strangers, and the unkindness of the people you might need in a crisis
Hello. Second entry for today (although technically it's tomorrow now, as it's 1:21am as I type this) but this is big, important news: OLIVER HAS RETURNED! Oh my God. I am an emotional wreck, and so is Andie, but our brave little boy managed to survive for three weeks out in the wilds of Lordswood,...
#oneaday Day 738: Spoiling Patti
Any time something bad happens involving a family member -- and cats are family members, I will brook absolutely no argument on this front -- it is easy to focus on that one member who is the focal point of whatever The Bad Thing is. In this case, the majority of our attention has, of...
#oneaday Day 730: Having to draw a line
I have posted more than 30 more flyers about Oliver today. Andie's mum went out calling for him last night. We have put out adverts on social media, informed the microchip company, informed our local vets, informed local cat charities. We have spent several nights staying up waiting, placing stinky pants, litter trays, favourite food...
#oneaday Day 727: The longest days
In the grand scheme of things, it has only been a few days since Oliver went missing, but it feels like an absolute eternity. I am still refusing to give up on him -- in fact, after I type this, I'm going to go out for a bit again -- but it is getting very...
#oneaday Day 726: False hope
We have run into a ginger cat in the area where our caller yesterday reported seeing him (we think it was a "him" anyway) -- both at night and, just now, in the daytime, and unfortunately, it was not Oliver. This cat was a very good cat, and quite friendly -- though also a tad...
#oneaday Day 725: A spark of hope
Oliver still hasn't come back. We are, of course, still extremely worried and upset, and this is made all the more difficult by the fact that Patti has clearly realised something is wrong, too. She is very obviously looking around to try and find him, and earlier she let out an absolutely plaintive wail of...
Drawing cats on the backs of envelopes
Just some random rambles. The usual.
Thursday Flow
Today was a relatively good day. I might have to partially bullshit my standup update tomorrow morning, but i might be able to scrape enough stuff out of my notes. That’s a problem for tomorrow me. I’m unwinding for the night. Watched a couple episodes of Sex and the City for the first time as...
The Percy Food Tax
The complex geopolitical maneouverings of the cats in my household
An Impurrfect History
Cats.com, a domain name that has languished, is currently up for auction. Let’s take a look back of the history of the internet’s biggest domain underdog.