My animals seem to think it is social time when I enter the bathroom too. Aha! We have you trapped now! You must pet us before you may leave this room!
Natter 47: My Brilliance Is Wasted On You People
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Jessica! So happy to read your news, and lots of health and rest and good foods and all good things for you.
Maybe? Not really.
You'd deserve something fun if your plans don't follow through.
Congrats, Jess and E!
What should I do today? My options are either going shopping, working on some research, or just hanging around. Going shopping is probably the thing I need to do the most, but I really don't feel like dealing with the weekend mall crowds.
My animals seem to think it is social time when I enter the bathroom too. Aha! We have you trapped now! You must pet us before you may leave this room!pet me. Pet Me. PET ME!
It's cute sometimes.
And if I lose a cat (there are hidey places that I can't find), I can pee and find them generally. It's like a summoning spell. From my kidneys.
The leg-pain sprite is visiting me. Again. Something's been wrong with my right hip since I went rock-climbing last spring. It's just a dull ache that runs down my thigh. Sometimes more than dull. Like a twisty pain. Can a sprain last that long?
I'ma hang around and make an apple pie.
When mine does that, Zen, it is tendonitis in my hips. Not fun but also not common.
My left hip is Not Good right now but my rheumatologist is in San Diego and I am not so nobody is going poking into my joint with a needleful of steroids for now.
since I am amused by the way all the animals have to come in and check out what I'm doing.
SO this. Now that I live alone, I just leave the door open. If I don't, I come out and Toto's sitting very sad looking right outside the door.
When 2nd Not!Emily would bring home drunk girls, they would often let Toto follow them in the bathroom and then talk to him while they were peeing. Seriously, it was at least three different girls. Then they'd come out and be all, "Oh! He's so cute! He followed me into the bathroom." And I'd be all eyerolly and, "Yes, we could hear the two of you chatting."
Heh. At my old appt. the bathroom door would close but not latch. Once a friend was over - when she was in the bathroom she was surprised when my cat just pushed the door open and walked in....
The Boy's bathroom door doesn't latch, so when I close it, I tend to have 2, if not all 3, cats *immediately* decide that they need to see what The Female Human is doing in there, and shove open the door, trot in, and then sit on the floor or windowsill, looking expectantly at me. (I'm just glad his dogs are banned from the part of the house with the bathroom, or else I'd be peeing in front of a full menagerie.)