Well, my daily blog never materialized….
my weekly blog even fell apart.
But I'm BACK!
It's Labor Day, first day of September,
and a good day to jump back into blogging.
Something Niki said last evening:
"We spend way too much time talking about the cat."
This is our cat Mathilda,
with us since end of May,
cute as,
well,
a kitten of five months can be:
She is mostly great fun and cuddly and cute—
——except when she's not.
Like when she tears around our apartment,
attacking the blinds on the windows,
climbing the walls (yes, it's not just a cliche),
drinking any liquid in any open vessel,
stalking bugs—real or imaginary,
pretty much--like Superman--
leaping at buildings (sort of)
in a single bound.
When she's being precious,
or at least not kittenish and lively,
we laugh at the various spots she chooses
to "hang out",
as if that particular corner or area
had been assigned to her.
These spots include:
cushions and throws
cushy humans--
baskets resembling cushy humans
any kind of box,
packing paper optional but highly desirable
—and just about anywhere else
that is her assignment/project
for the moment.
See what I mean?
Two weeks since my last blog—
and THIS is the only thing
on my mind/keyboard?
*****Meow!*****
Well, actually she doesn't "meow"
as much as squeak
in the cutest way….
so
cute
and
adorable
and
kittenish.
*****Squeak!*****
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