The cats are romping and sounding like a million cats instead of just the two that they are. Digit still sleeps on the top cabinet in the kitchen while the dogs are here, so he’s happy to get down and run around when they’re gone. He clobbers Adah with a polydactyl backhand, and she comes back for more, so I let ’em. It’s a companionable house-trashing noise.
The whole magic of Dogs On The Bed keeping away the most annoying cat in the whole world (Adah) has worn off, however. Even people who love that cat admit that she is, in fact, the most annoying. She’s a rescue, and very literally neurotic about being petted. She must be touched, at ALL times, including the middle of the night, and will pat your nose (with claws out sometimes) over and over and over, no matter how many times you fling her off the bed, hoping that you might pet her little head just a bit.
For a while the dogs were a godsend. She slept in the living room and all was peace. But now, she lets herself in* and gets up on the bed. You’ll see that she’s not scared of dogs anymore.
I’m feeling better, I think. I go through stages where I just feel like utter crap, and then I’m fine again after a couple of ibuprofen. I feel like I’m fighting and winning, so THERE. Poor Christy is STILL sick and miserable. This one just knocked her out, but it could have been the jetlag from the Paris trip with Mom….
Last night I had a house full of people watching the L Word and knitting. I tell you what, there’s nothing like entertaining on a small scale, in a small house, to make you feel good. And Lala learned how to cable in between programs. It was great to watch her move from disbelief to faith. Cabling is just one of those things: no matter how many times you tell someone, "No, I’m serious, it’s SO easy. You can’t believe how easy it is," she still looks at you with that "You’ve made a bajillion sweaters so of course YOU think it’s easy but just shut up and show me how EASY this little trick is, you crazy knitter" look. And then you show her how to do it, in one sentence and one demo, and she says, "That’s IT?" Oh, yeah. It’s magic, baby. (I’ll let her tell you what she’s making. Tres cute.)
And a gratuitous yarn shot:
* There isn’t a door in the house that Adah can’t open except for the outside doors, and I’ve caught her hanging from those, her paws wrapped around the knob, swinging back and forth. She’ll get it someday.
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