Aug. 14th, 2004

Fresh air

Aug. 14th, 2004 10:01 am
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For most of the week, I didn't want to smoke at all. (I've been incredibly sleepy though.) I started drinking tea to soothe my throat, and my chronic sore throat went away. The residual smoke in my home was bothering me, so I was wishing that there was a way to air the place out without any danger of the cats falling out the window.

Be careful of what you ask for, I guess. A painter is going to paint the front door, and I'll need to leave it open for a few hours, so I had to shut Random and Harlee in my bedroom. (Poor Harlee--she was so scared when she investigated my bedroom, and so upset when I shut the door. Never underestimate the siren call of tuna though.) Now all I need is for the painter to come, and he better come today. I'm about to contact the voice teacher, and I hope that I'll have a lesson up in the City next Saturday.

Nonetheless, I did smoke late last night and this morning. Need to pull my act together.
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Oy.

After the paint dried, and I closed the front door, I went to let the cats out of the bedroom. Random was unfazed and in high spirits.

Harlee was nowhere to be found. I assumed that she was under the bed, because there was nowhere else that she could be. I had a flashback to the time when I first got her, and she literally spent an entire month under the bed or other furniture.

However, I wanted to take a nap. While I was dozing off, she was doing something that shook the bed, so at least that verified that she was there.

When I awoke, she was up against the wall at the head of the bed, where I could see her. I tried letting her sniff my hand, but she scrambled backwards. I tried petting her, and at first she purred a little, but then she scrambled backwards. I was talking to her the whole time. Eventually she had her nose sticking out from under the bed, and I thought that she might leave if I left.

So I stood in the doorway and talked to her. She talked back, and we had quite a conversation -;) She followed my voice out of the room (phew!) and she ran into the living room (where Random and she normally live).

Random has been hissing at her.

Did I say "Oy"?

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