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She let me pick her up yesterday and was very mellow about it, even purry. I was really surprised! And we play chase-each-other-around games sometimes.

OTOH I don't think she cleans herself very well and I have to wipe her butt for her sometimes. Frowny. Why do I end up with all the poopy cats?

She's here through the rest of this month. I don't think that her getting used to me will cause her to not flip out at seeing my mom again.
prog: (zarf's werewolf)
Because everyone likes kitty-cat updates.

• She's stopped hiding all day long, especially since I partially cleaned out the dining room, making it a lot more open. She likes to come in and hang out while I'm working there, looking out the window or batting toys around the floor. Presently she'll go tuck herself into my bedroom closet and sleep off all that hard work. While she still comes out to greet guests, though, she doesn't stick around for them. Maybe people come over only during naptime. (This being more or less anytime the sun is not out.)

• She is both catnip-philic and laser-pointer-philic, the latter of which is a new experience for her. She likes laser-play so much that she recognizes the pointer itself and gets excited when she sees me picking it up. I will have to remember to give the pointer to my parents when they collect Shadow in March. (Maybe. I fear Ricky freaking out over it and throwing it away to protect my parents from blinding themselves, then lecturing me on giving them a deadly death device. Driven by a strong sense of fealty as well as clinical paranoia, he's often like an over-protective mother to them.)

• Shadow's kind of barfy, but no more than I really expect for cats. At least she has the good manners to do it while I'm there to see it, and on hard surfaces. Interestingly it's been a different color every time.

• Though her aim is true, she doesn't bury her poops, or really even scratch up the litter at all. I happened to have some incense so I've been burning that to counteract the smell. So now my house smells like it has both hippies and cats in it. (Yes I am aware that one is supposed to regularly remove the poops, thank you. The cat is very productive, is all.)

• Does kibble go bad? I ran out of the dry food that she came to me with and have been feeding her from a big bag left over from the Zuby era. She's been eating it up fine.
prog: (coffee)
The drive back from Maine on Monday was uneventful, but for a nice discovery. I listened via iPod to the entirety of Hard 'N Phirm's Horses and Grasses, which I bought last year after falling in love with the video for their "Pi" song, but didn't really give a full listen to. I mean, it's a novelty album, and I haven't been in the mood to sit and listen to 40.3 minutes of yuk-yuk since the days when getting up early on Sunday for the Dr. Demento show was the high point of my week. But I'll make an exception for drive-time entertainment.

The album is a mix of nerdy-cool catchiness ("Pi", "The Carbon Cycle"), style-parodies of various non-nerdy American music genres (including "Rodeohead", a grand-ole-opryized medley of Radiohead lyrics), and at least three songs that spend 95 percent of their time setting up for the last-two-seconds punchline. (One song is entirely in Spanish and I'm too lazy to Google a translation but I bet it falls into this category.) The latter group's a little weak but the whole is actually a gem of a novelty album and I'm glad I finally listened to the whole thing.


Tuesday evening I found myself playing board games with [livejournal.com profile] pheromone and company. I've actually been running into Ms. P somewhat often lately, but I have not seen much of (what I think of as) the "Elboids" social circle since, eh, around the time I moved into my current apt in 2003, really. It was nice to see some familiar faces and catch up, even a little.

I won a game of Target, taught Metro and the Icehouse game Pikemen to people, and got re-aquianted with Cities & Knights of Catan. I did pretty well at it and I like it OK, but I can now confirm like vanilla Settlers betterer.

(Hm, I wonder [livejournal.com profile] pheromone may be among the few all-around gamer's gamers I know, good at the whole field, a la [livejournal.com profile] temvald and Shmike...)



Shadow's doing better. Last night [livejournal.com profile] classicaljunkie visited and Shadow became very happy, actually. She twirled around and was very social and talkative the whole time. I think she may like girls more'n dudes.

No guests tonight, though, and the cat's been curled up on my bed all evening, barely acknowledging me. At least she's not squirrelly and hostile like she was two nights ago. I guess she's done with that.



Oh, also saw The Departed. Enjoyed it, for all its veering between thuggishness and cornballery. The sympathetic character was actually the worst psychologist I've ever seen (I think she was supposed to be at least pretty good at it), and I swear that at least one of the many splatterhappy scenes was a Monty Python homage, somehow.

The movie's been playing as a second-run feature at the Somerville Theater for weeks and it still filled the cinema on a Thursday night. I guess everyone likes to see Jack Nicholson riding the Red Line. But dude, you can't use a cell phone under Park Street. I mean, duh.

Shadow

Dec. 28th, 2006 09:55 am
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Shadow the cat is here. She seemed excited and curious at first, but after my parents left and stayed gone she got pretty upset, and has since been avoiding me, sneaking around with her tail down, and hissing at me if I seem to be approaching her deliberately.

This is not at all like the last in-home cat-sitting job I did! I hope she gets over it soon.

Heh, I hear her using the litterbox now, so some of it's going right.

Dad update

Dec. 15th, 2006 11:26 pm
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My dad is gonna be OK. While waiting to see the specialist again, he'd been put on a specific diet-n-exercise regimen, and his condition has improved. They say that he's in no danger of losing the leg now, and my parents have been cleared to go on vacation in Florida next month. They haven't been down south in years so they're very pleased with this.

I'll be taking care of Shadow while they're away. There was some weirdness with Ricky spontaneously wanting to take the cat up to Bangor instead, and he phoned me and asked if he could do that. I had to tell him repeatedly that it'd be a better thing to talk about it as a family during my Christmas visit. I think mom has since rewired him, though, to hear her tell it.

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