Those were the days...

[dubious_volute]

Ah, the meter-reader guy is here, & I no longer have a Pet Semetary extra with which to menace him.  Awww, Heidi, these are the days I miss you extra-much!  That dude was terrified of her--it was hilarious; he's all burly & manly-looking & yet he would run through the yard...from a blind, rickety 22-year-old Siamese.  The FedEx guy, on the other hand, loved Siamese cats & always stopped to make over her.  He was genuinely distressed when I told him she had passed away.  Well, so was I.  D:  This is one of the reasons I appreciate Fiona so much...Oriental Shorthairs have loads of Siamese in their genetics, so I still get the creepy haunted-house yeowling.  It's kind of like having a dog that always sounds like a frothing rabid hellbeast, even when it's begging for a cookie...well, it sounds sweet & normal to YOU!  lol

You know, I should've snuck Fi out on the porch...I'm sure she could have worked up a nice hairsplitting raspy wowl for Mr. Meter-Reader.  Can't let the guy get too complacent.  ;)

*evil haunted-house cackling*