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Grateful Dead + Knitting + Coffee = A Good Morning
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Updated on Thursday, April 1, 2010 at 6:14PM by
Lynn
Today I made the decision to let my cat go. No, I'm not putting him down; though, in recent months that thought has crossed my mind more than a few times. I have no idea how old he is, but he's definitely getting up there in age. He's missing a lot of his teeth; his breath smells like like dead fish and monkey feces (a combo which can make you gag from more than a few feet away), and he's decided his litter box is no longer of any use to him.
Like a grumpy old man, he thinks he has the right to poop and pee wherever he sees fit, and unfortunately it's in spots I'm not at all pleased with. Before moving into this house last May, there were no problems. Now, it's not at all uncommon to find cat poop on the stairs, by the back door, in the spare bedroom, in the loft, and occasionally in his litter box. The poop I can deal with. The pee, I cannot. The last thing I want is one of those houses that smells like cat piss. No me gusta.
At first, I couldn't figure it out. He seemed to be in excellent health, and nothing I tried worked. Recently, though, I've realized he may have been trying to send me a message. He misses pooping outdoors.
happiness, inspiration, moonshine, pets, poop Thursday, January 28, 2010 at 11:08PM in ramblings Okay, here we go. Once again I am making an attemp to just write. I don't know if this will contribute in any way to me writing more often or not, but after a comment I ended up posting on a friend's facebook status, I figured writing should probably come pretty easily to me tonight.
I tried to register, but the register link just refreshes the page. Or something. I dunno. Wait...I was probably only dedicating about 4% of my attention to what was going on b/c I was on the phone, so let me check again. Okay, yeah. Both the login and register links load the index page. And I have no idea why I just typed all of that out when I could have just double checked and then cut the comment off after the first sentence. Probably because I had already typed, "Or something. I dunno. Wait...," etc. and didn't want to backspace. Then by the time I had realized I was typing a whole bunch of ridiculous crap, I had already typed a bunch more and fallen into the mode of stream of consciousness writing. So now I'm pretty much just typing what I'm thinking, and I'm so off topic, but I'm finding it hard to stop. Stop. Okay, done. I should just delete all this crap because now all of Q's friends are going to think I am a total nutjob. Makes me think of "blowjob." Fuck it. I've somehow managed to turn a simple facebook comment into something that has morphed into a
I had to just stop mid sentence and click the comment button or else I would have gone on forever. For me to not at least attempt and transfer that stream of consciousness off into a blog entry would be foolish. So, here we go.
