Cat

A 6-post collection

Why'd you have to go?

There is a shady patch underneath a banksia plant. There, a cat lies at peace. She used to hang out there when she was alive, trying to hypnotise the birds down so she could 'play' with them. It's the best place for her to rest, now.

Beloved and Mayhem were kind enough to squirrel away the feline accessories so I wouldn't have to. And I thank them for that mercy.

I'm still sad about it. I expect to be randomly crying about it for quite a while yet.

I was author and witness to her last instants alive. And that feels horrible. So of course my traitor mind replays it for me so I can savour that horrible feeling. Thanks, brain. I never needed that, brain. Fuck off and shut up, brain.

Keeping myself distracted seems to help. It keeps my mind on other things that need to be done. Instead of the horrible necessity that is now and forever over.

And there's lots to be done. Thanks to the mammoth unfuckening, there's now another mountain of laundry to erode, one basket at a time. And we have some sunny days to enjoy before monsoon season sets in.

I'm doing all the clothing items first. We need clothing more than we need blankets, what with Summer fast approaching.

I still have to go through ALL the cupboards, but things are a heck of a lot better with only enough tableware for each of us. The rest of the minimising can take its sweet time.

Of course, floor cleaning will be so easier when I get a new battery for the Scooba, known in the household as "Rover". That's an expense that can wait a little while. I'm going to mop out the bathroom when I get up to check on the laundry. And possibly scrub a few things in passing.

And write in-between all of that nonse.

And when it is finally down to minimum maintenance, I can get used to doing that as I go through my day. Seems a long way off, right now.

Just like feeling 'okay' without forcing it.

How to wash a cat's face and other random problems

It's 6:30AM, the temperature in my office is already a balmy 27.5 degrees [82 old school] and Mayhem is not doing so great.

There was upchuck, last night. Which Mayhem thoughtfully allowed to dry. And owing to a scheduling problem, Beloved was not available to help me swab all the scabs off of the cat's eye.

Chaos is being her usual sweet self and doing her star-quality Lump Impersonation instead of looking after herself. I've actually had to tell her

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catbountry: WHY DID I NOT KNOW ABOUT THIS CAT BEFORE HER NAME IS TAMAAND SHE'S THE STATIONMASTER AT A TRAIN STATION IN JAPANSHE GREETS ALL...

catbountry:

WHY DID I NOT KNOW ABOUT THIS CAT BEFORE

HER NAME IS TAMA
AND SHE’S THE STATIONMASTER AT A TRAIN STATION IN JAPAN
SHE GREETS ALL THE PASSENGERS
AND SHE HAS HER OWN OFFICE
AND SHE’S PAID IN CAT FOOD
AND SHE IS AN EXECUTIVE OF A RAILROAD STATION 

AND LOOK AT HER

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the trains are decorated with cartoon versions of her since she’s their mascot as well

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Japan is a nation comprised entirely of cat people.


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Of Cats and Kings (Story!)

Just like I promised, the story I’ve been holding out on you with.

Every now and then I have to have a go at some fairy tales. This is one of the ones I actually finished.

Of Cats and Kings

In all my nine lives, I have never seen a boy so dim as Victor. Absent-minded as a kitten, and half as clever. True, he could bumble his way through a day well enough - if he had someone checking

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5 more years off Purgatory...

I did a genuine good deed, tonight. The cat bought in a bird and, being a cat, demanded acknowledgement of her great feline feat.

Mayhem spotted it, I discouraged the cat from holding the poor creature, and together we bought the poor thing to the relative safety of the front room.

It was a small olive-green honeysucker, judging by the proboscis-like beak and its long tongue. I held it in my hands for quite some time, and kept Mayhem from patting the

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