Would you like a claw with that?
Posted on | January 26, 2005 | 2 Comments
Val does not like his eye medicine. If you want proof – look at David’s favorite shirt.
For some reason he let us smear the stuff in last night. Today, after turning his nose up at wet food laced with antibiotic, he made our lives a little chaotic – hissing, spitting and clawing his way out of D’s grasp. Tried the old towel trick – no go. The little bastard is limber. Chasing him around the dark house did little. I need to sedate him. Does anyone have a blowdart gun?? So, we will try again this afternoon. I think I am going to get D some body armor so he doesn’t end up looking like a human scratch-post. Voodoo seems to have recovered from his eye problem, but Val looks like shit. I hope we can keep enough stuff in his system to make this thing go away.
Did you see the rise of the honey moon last night? She slithered through the trees, unnoticed by most due to her late arrival. But I watched her dance in my windows as I drove home last night. I love winter moons. I love winter. I just wish there was more time in the night to enjoy the weather (while it is actually cold-ish) and to watch the moon and stars dance in their celestial waltz.
The order for the day: Go to the social security office to get my new card. I am going in the afternoon, which should make the trip relatively miserable. Yay for me. I can’t tell you how excited I am about this.
I wish I had more time. It just seems that I go go go all the time. I know this effects everyone, but I have been feeling it brutally of late. I made the appointments to see a physician. I need to find out why I am so fucking exhaused all the time. It seems like just as soon as I get home – POOF! I turn into the snorebeast on the couch. That is just not the way to live. And I don’t think it makes for a very interesting life for D…. Hopefully there’s nothing wrong and they are just going to tell me to get off my ass and get moving.
The drive to fly fills me full these days. I can smell the western rains, taste the fog that blankets strange forests. It’s all I can do every day to hop into Roja and fight through the sleepy travelers to get to work. The idea of moving terrifies me, honestly. But then behind the terror, jumping up and down like an excited child, is the longing for change and newness. I miss driving down the street not knowing where I am going. The feeling of familiarity creeps slowly, and sometimes it takes my scattered brain a few passes before recognition comes. Understanding that I have idealized the villages and towns of my past (save Fayetteville, NC – that place is a fucking hole), I still long for something small/large that borders on a real city but allows room to breathe and grow. Space – that’s what I need. Large cities don’t often afford that kind of luxury, but I have a feeling that I would sacrifice the wild woods for the possibility of finding peace on that foreign shore. She calls me, the western shore. I wish I could answer her now.
Interesting Headlines for the Day
Head of Education Dept Preaches Intolerance
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January 26th, 2005 @ 11:33 am
Duct tape may be the only option to get him to sit still…. this time we will not take him to the bathroom…I think that’s why he got pissed this morning – he knew it was coming.
January 26th, 2005 @ 10:43 am
Can we hog tie Val? Bastard has sharp claws. We can hog tie him and hang him from the chandolier, oh and duct tape his head, so he can’t bite either.