The life of the cat blogger is wrought with glamour, as if you didn’t know– sweat and broken fans, proof of foodstamps, night guard retainers, iced coffee, bathtub laundry, homemade bread, single speed bicycles, three part time jobs.
Obviously, there is plenty of time for cats as well. Here are some encounters from recent days.
Jake’s Mormor of good repute sent us an Easter card– please note her cat return address labels! (The other is from our Valentines’ Day card– we have had good holidays.)
(I know that, cat-blog-wise, this is unrelated, but please also note the totally rad corresponding stamp! I hope Mormor knows that I also purchased these stamps last spring, with great excitement and fervor!)
The other night, on a late night moonlight walk through the woods swaddling our town, we saw a cat on the way home. I didn’t catch the cat in time so I caught a Jake instead.
I TOLD YOU THERE ARE TONS OF CATS WHO LIVE HERE!!
How many separate kitties could there be?
Over and out, scouts. I am sleepy, in my well-worn blouse, drinking icy water, listening to trains fly by. And soon it will be tomorrow, with coffee and showers and sleepy bike rides and lagging paperwork. Until then, there are our dreams and our heat-addled sheet shifting. Jamaican music until Jake comes to bed, and there will be toothbrushing and the sleep sounds of a bearded another. Cats, as usual, will fill my thoughts at least, along with the worries of a nuclear holocaust and/or alien genocide.
I hope the cats win, at least for tonight.