I almost melted today...
..and all I did was go out to get the mail from the mailbox. Right outside my front door.
Gack. Remind of this the next time I start thinking I might want to move back to Memphis. *shudder*
Tim said his cat climbed up the shower curtain and was perched on the shower curtain rod today.
So, I asked "was she perched like 'I'm hanging out here' or 'I got up here but how the hell to I get down' perched?"
He of course said it was the latter. Good thing there aren't any trees in his apartment, or he'd need the Firemen to get Janet out of the tree. She's just that kind of wackjob cat.
I did not mention how I went to bring him some stuff in Holyoke and brought Miss Kittin (my all-of-fourteen-pounds dog) with me last week. For a dog that always wants to chase cats when she's on a leash, when there's one in the same indoor space, she sure wusses out. At one point, Kittin was sitting on the couch and Janet peeked around the arm of the couch and took a swing at her with her paw.
Too funny.
With Shiva (the middle dog, not Kittin not Mikey), I'm not likely to be getting a cat anytime soon, though. LOL
Zork was an awesome poet, I don't care what he says about that "not a poet" thing.
It's supposed to be hot again tomorrow - gah. Luckily the Cantab reading is in the basement. :)
Gack. Remind of this the next time I start thinking I might want to move back to Memphis. *shudder*
Tim said his cat climbed up the shower curtain and was perched on the shower curtain rod today.
So, I asked "was she perched like 'I'm hanging out here' or 'I got up here but how the hell to I get down' perched?"
He of course said it was the latter. Good thing there aren't any trees in his apartment, or he'd need the Firemen to get Janet out of the tree. She's just that kind of wackjob cat.
I did not mention how I went to bring him some stuff in Holyoke and brought Miss Kittin (my all-of-fourteen-pounds dog) with me last week. For a dog that always wants to chase cats when she's on a leash, when there's one in the same indoor space, she sure wusses out. At one point, Kittin was sitting on the couch and Janet peeked around the arm of the couch and took a swing at her with her paw.
Too funny.
With Shiva (the middle dog, not Kittin not Mikey), I'm not likely to be getting a cat anytime soon, though. LOL
Zork was an awesome poet, I don't care what he says about that "not a poet" thing.
It's supposed to be hot again tomorrow - gah. Luckily the Cantab reading is in the basement. :)