Friday, July 16, 2010

Purrr-fect life

Life with a cat or cats presents pleasures and punishment. The symbiotic relationship benefits felines and female.

Pogo works hard at his job of alarm clock. Today, for instance, he sat on my CPAP, shutting it off. He favors this technique particularly. Connie thinks the CPAP shutoff falls under accident. I know differently. Run across the body is another tool he uses.

Pogo drools. Not all the time, just when he reaches the nirvana of lying close to me and I pet him. You almost can see his eyes rolling back in his head. Just the closeness turns on the tap. Somehow the purr and slobber functions were fused. Interesting combination.

Satchmo catches bugs -- live ones or those that have not received proper burial. Occasionally he scampers across the floor perfecting his moves. He patrols the apartment looking for interlopers. Satchy Chan, ready with razor-like claws and teeth of steel.

Nothing awakens you like putting a bare foot into a pile of cold upchuck. So you hop on one leg in the dark to the bathroom, praying the whole time you do not find another pile along the way. Both boys blaze the trail for you, pausing every now and then to demand their breakfast. Now you worry about falling over them.  Yep, wide awake now.

In Shrek, Puss in Boots transforms himself from a dashing hero to a waif so he can get his way. The two faces of a cat. Rather like the Poor Pitiful Pearl doll of my childhood.
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Today I get to visit with the youngin's and Boopie.  Alex picked Jorge's. Yummm, enchiladas with sour cream sauce. Fattening as all get out, but oh so good. Not too many more lunches with Brittani. She will head to San Marcos before long. I will miss her.
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Why does a thought persist? The birdcage door opens, fly away, for pete's sake.
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Time will not slow or stop. I miss you, Dude.

Later.

1 comment:

  1. We call the run-across-the-body-to-wake-you-up a "kitty drive-by"; damn, cats are smart! The drool/purr feature must come on quite a few models also, both Gomer and our Benji did it, so does Gracie. Drip, drip.

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