Just checkin' in. I'm catsitting at a friend's, and they don't have a network, and I forgot to bring my network cable. So just using her computer for a moment. She has a French keyboard with an English setting, plus it's a keyboard with a million choices on each button. So if I want to use, say, the question mark I have to get all Luke Skywalkery and become one with the keyboard and just type and not think. Then I hit the right keys.
I'll have to make a trip home at some point because I also forgot...
* My flat pillow - fat pillows give me a headache, and now even if they don't I'm just not used to them. Last night I folded up the bedsheet and used that. ...A little on the hard side.
* The charger for my ipad. Once I can't play Spider Solitaire anymore I know I'll go running back to my apartment.
Luckily I remembered softy food, which is what JR and Sue-Ellen expect of me. Especially Suzy, as she`s semi-feral. Softy food is the only reason she lets me pet her.
And now I have porch kitties like Judie! Except they`re all skittish, so I can`t hang with them. Just put their food out. I`ve seen a tortoiseshell (running away), an orange one (quick peek at me through the window and then AHHH! Run Away!!), and the dark gray one who has his own box in the backyard and hissed at me, but did stayed cause I had food. ...I wish I had a porch cam so I could watch them. I should add that it's my friend's sort-of-macho Italian husband who feeds the porch kitties, and who found out how to make a shelter for an outdoor cat, and constructed it, and works on making friends with his wee neighbor.
Does anyone else dislike hanging around in basements? I've deduced that it's the placement of the windows. Maewitch just finished her basement and made an adorable girl cave with lovely paint color, and there's a lot of light because the windows are bigger than usual basement windows--but I still can't imagine spending hours there (not as a visitor, but I mean if it was my home.) And I think it's because the windows aren't at eye level.
My parents have a three level home, and the bottom level is where their offices are. But it's mostly at ground level. You can see out the window if you're sitting. So I'm cool with that.
That's my test. Can I see out the window when sitting?
But I really think I'm the only person with this affliction.
As I live in an apartment on a second floor, it's not too hard an affliction to live with.
I have to go now cause I seem to have hit something that has made the apostrophe key turn into an accent aigue ` and I do not know what I did.
6 comments:
You're very funny when you're cat sitting.
And, yes, I'm sure you are the only one with the affliction of being uncomfortable in a windowless basement. Only you. They must have made all those slasher films where the killer is in the creepy basement with you, alone, in mind. hehehe
My mom likes to say we have one cat. She knows we really have 3. She likes all 3 of them but sometimes she has to say that we need to haul 2 of them away.She has to keep up her cat-disliking image, you know. Not me. As far as I'm concerned as long as I'm not cleaning up a litter box, the more the merrier.
Judy has a point. All basements with those horrid windows were built specifically with you in mind ... and hobbitses.
Not a fan of basements -- but then our's was creepy and spider filled when I was growing up.
YaY for porch kitties. Tiger and Fluffy were very hesitant at first, but the food brings 'em around. That first pet, when they've forgotten they are supposed to be scared of you and seem to just enjoy--that's the best. Good luck with the Ki-tah's.
When I was a child I used to announce to the monsters that I was coming down into the basement, so they'd have time to hide.
lol for announcing to the monsters! When my daughters were little they went through a phase where they were afraid of monsters. Conventional wisdom at the time was, don't deny the monsters, fight them for your kids. Well, I didn't like violence so I decided I would create monster spray. I took a can of room freshener and made a monster killer label to go over the real label. I would spray their room at night with monster spray. Worked like a charm. Of course, after I'd been doing it awhile I realized, I might not be creating kids that fight but what if I was creating kids who committed chemical genocide? Thankfully I didn't. That I know of. Yet.
lollllllllllllllll
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