Why bother with cats?

Nov 25, 2013 16:52

I'm sitting here listening to NPR, pondering writing an entry, and I notice that the new venetian blinds that I just put up YESTERDAY are riddled with holes, chewed into numerous slats. GD MUFFIN! I came home to two, count them two piles of cat food barf, one that she had tried to hide by dragging a movie case over.. the other on mat by the front door. I can see we are having a rebel stage here… Big time.

My brother called me the other day. He had taken the dog for a walk, and while out, spotted a deer bone.. a leg. He turned around and there was the rest of the deer bones.. and a skull, intact! So he sweetly thought of me, and went back the next day and grabbed it with a bag. It's great. Its not that big, only about a foot long, and still had some skin on one side, even eyebrows and lashes. But those are soaking off now in bleach. I've always wanted a deer skull, it's part of my love affair with anatomy and Georgia O'Keefe. Maybe it will inspire me.

Himself is sick. He has pushed himself and pushed to do all the rehearsals and such for his play, which is now done. He did a great job. The play itself wasn't the best kind of play, but the kids did a fantastic job at it and each night was a little different (by design) and even though he got sick the last night, he soldiered on and I am quite proud of him. He looked great too, not in his usual sweats or t-shirt, but in dress shirt and pants, and shoes, and a vest and hat! Snappy! I wish he would dress like that every day!

I think I have a few more things to post about.. but can't quite think of them at the moment. I guess I have to figure out how to keep the cat from chewing the damn blinds now.. more tobacco.. cuz that looks so nice on my new walls. Fuck. 

cats, deer, plays, sick, skulls, himself, family

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