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Fucking cats.
Normally, my sister is over on Sunday nights because she works Mondays in Coppell, so the kitten has someone to pester all night and isn't quite so attention-deprived. But this Sunday her car broke down again (so much for fancy hybrids), so she couldn't come up, and she couldn't work Coppell on Monday because she had to go get it fixed.

So last night the kitten was a holy terror. Normally I'm in Lewisville on Mondays and I'm home by 4 because I get off at 3:30, but since I was in Coppell I had to stay until 6, and so I didn't get home until nearly 7. And of course I came home to a whiny kitten. Normally I spend an hour or two with her, by which time the Moof is feeling deprived, so I let them play together for a little while and then lock her away from him and me again (sometimes giving her the whole house while keeping Moofy with me in the bedroom).

But last night they were both whinier than usual, on account of me being gone longer than usual, and my sister not having been around to give the kitten some extra attention. So I let them play together longer than usual. The effect of this, though, is to piss Moofy off because this small thing won't stop attacking him, and so he gets a little rough and they have to be constantly watched so that he doesn't hurt her. This having to babysit cats was trying my patience quite a bit, since I'd been too busy to get lunch and so was trying to make dinner and eat it with cats either wrestling in my face or trying to eat my pasta. And if I shut them apart from each other, whichever one wasn't in the room with me would whine pitifully, so for a while I shut the kitten in the bathroom and the Moof in the living room and me in the bedroom. Moofy took all this in stride, but the kitten was still whining, though the tone altered between "pity me, I'm a poor cute lonely kitty" and "if you don't get yer ass in here and pay attention to me, I'll make you wish you had"... So after a while I let her in the bedroom with me, but the next time I went out I found that Moofy had used the side of the litterbox instead of the inside1, so I had to clean that up... And then when I finally got around to eating my (then cold) pasta, I had a kitten constantly jumping at my lap trying to eat the cheese sauce.

I did manage to make it through the evening without strangling or drowning any cats, though Lord knows I wanted to.

But this morning, as soon as my first alarm went off (in the neighborhood of 5am), the kitten (who gets shut in the bathroom at night unless somebody's sleeping on the couch, in which case Moofy gets shut in the bedroom with me and the kitten is left the rest of the house), starts whining again. Somewhat politely (yet quite loudly) at first. Then I hit the snooze button, and it was all quiet, except for the kitten, who was getting more and more agitated. Occasionally (usually just before the alarm was about to go off again), she'd go back to the polite version, but by 7am those polite ones were few and far between, and she was making mostly those scratchy sounds like cats make when they fight... Though when I did get up (not before I was damn good and ready, mind you. I don't have sympathy for anything that tries to nick my food off my plate before I'm finished with it) and opened the bathroom door to pick her up, she was purring at me as I refilled the water dish in preparation to shut her in the bedroom before I left for work...

1 Moofy is very picky about litterboxes. If the litterbox isn't clean enough, he just won't go until either you clean it, or until he absolutely has to go, and then he goes on the side. Because of this, I usually clean the litterboxes once a day, right before I go to bed. But apparently he'd used it quite a bit yesterday and so it was too full for his liking. I don't know. Dumb cat.

In other news, I've decided to learn to knit. I've always wanted to, as it looks like it requires less brain power than crochet and much more useful, but since I've never known anyone IRL who knows how, and I'm left-handed besides, I thought all was lost. But I'm going to give it a go anyway, since apparently there are methods that allow you to hold the yarn (and thus control the tension) with your left hand (thanks to barocline for the link to the website with the nifty videos). Plus it uses less yarn than crochet, so it should be less expensive. Anyway, learning new things is fun.

I'm also going to start checking the lyrics for my aiko website against the lyrics sheets in the CDs, and transcribing the ones I haven't done already. I really need to get that whole thing working again (much thanks to leon for fixing the design code for me, now I just need to get the content working like I want it to). I have so many ideas, and it would probably all work better in PHP, but I have no idea how to do that, so... I'll either have to learn it, or figure something else out.

I guess that's all, really. Life goes on, I suppose.

I'm reminded (by a synfeed, not by anything actually going on in my life) of a short poem by Margaret Atwood:
you fit into me
like a hook into an eye

a fish hook
an open eye
For some reason, this poem reminds me of that kitten... ^_~
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makaioh From: makaioh Date: Wednesday 15th December 2004 00.05 (UTC) (Link)
Aww, kitten!