I'm laughing, but only because...cats, man.
Oh, I am laughing now too. I just wish I hadn't emailed the house keeper before I found Dita.
Simon: I'm trying to put this as delicately as I can... How do I know you won't kill me in my sleep? Mal: You don't know me, son. So let me explain this to you once: If I ever kill you, you'll be awake, you'll be facing me, and you'll be armed.
'Serenity'
Natter 69: Practically names itself.
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.
Lee - Nov 07, 2011 5:08:04 pm PST #5288 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Burrell - Nov 07, 2011 5:11:50 pm PST #5289 of 30001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
Poor Dita! And like Steph, I say that while I laugh.
On Sunday I had a similar thing happen. Discovered I left the back door open and got worried that one of the cats got out since she usually aims herself at open doors. Looked around frantically for her outside while Cody and Franny looked in the house. No luck. Then I found her curled up in Franny's closet.
Atropa - Nov 07, 2011 5:20:03 pm PST #5290 of 30001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
Poor Dita!
There was a time when Trinian had *vanished*. No idea where she had gone. We tore the house apart, freaked out, and were about to start looking outside (tho' there was no way she could have gotten out) when we heard her chirp. She had jumped into a large box, and the flaps had pushed back up, hiding her.
sarameg - Nov 07, 2011 5:25:55 pm PST #5291 of 30001
I just wish I hadn't emailed the house keeper before I found Dita.
Eh, she's probably used to it.
Since Loki HAS spent the night out front and on the deck, I'm really paranoid. Though to his credit, he stuck REALLY close. Add in the Pumpkin, who moves really fast and is completely fearless when it comes to new places (plus new to me and I don't know whether she was an indoor/outdoor, though clearly she prefers indoors, with no fleas!)....well, that one may be collared. She's already chipped, and we're gonna try chipping Loki next week. The other two have little interest in the outdoors beyond a cursory perusal.
Amy - Nov 07, 2011 5:26:22 pm PST #5292 of 30001
Because books.
I had some clothes of Sara's from one load of laundry, and just glanced into her room and threw them on top of the laundry there in the basket.
Switch was in there. Never even moved, till Sara went to take one of the shirts I had tossed in and got a big surprise.
Liese S. - Nov 07, 2011 5:28:40 pm PST #5293 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Aww, Dita. I know I probably tell it every time disappearing cats come up, but I have to because I love it so much. But my favorite is when all five of my feral kittens disappeared in their nursing room (they were living in the crawlspace, but while mamacat was missing we were handfeeding them. Every two hours. So we brought them in and out). I knew they hadn't gotten out of the room, but damned if I could find them. In the end? They were all nestled happily inside my Hartke bass amp. It was nice and soft and dark and denlike in there. And it was totally a monkey's paw thing...you could reach in and pick up a kitty, but you could not withdraw your hand containing the kitty through the hole in the amp. We just had to wait for them to get bored with it and emerge...hours later.
Dreams: The SO & I were messing around on the internet and looked up all this disaster stuff, like, what would happen if a Western volcano erupted, that kind of thing. We joked that it was a bad idea to do right before we went to bed because we'd have nightmares. And I did. But you guys know me and my mundane dreams. My big nightmare? Was that I'd failed to change the hotel reservations for my road trip this weekend. Even my agitated subconscious is boring.
smonster - Nov 07, 2011 5:35:07 pm PST #5294 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
The day we moved to NC, we couldn't find one of our two cats. Freaked out that she had escaped or gotten packed into a box. Finally, finally, we found her - she had slipped into a gap between cabinets and crawled under the floor of the undersink cabinet. We had to pop the floor out to retrive her.
One of my roommate's kittens kept trying to get in the fridge, so she shut her in there, figuring the cat would start meowing in a few seconds and learn her lesson. She got distracted and there was no meow, but happened to go get some milk fifteen minutes later. Cat was literally and figuratively chillin', not stressed at all.
dcp - Nov 07, 2011 5:42:07 pm PST #5295 of 30001
The more I learn, the more I realize how little I know.
Central OK had another 4.7 tremor. Felt it here, but only recognized it because the same table shook the same way. Much weaker and shorter than the 5.6 on Saturday evening.
sarameg - Nov 07, 2011 5:49:28 pm PST #5296 of 30001
Ran across this artist randomly the other day. Something about the languid, sleepy, bluesy appeals to me: [link] (music will start playing.)
§ ita § - Nov 07, 2011 6:03:36 pm PST #5297 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I haven't eaten yet today. There is nothing in my apartment, nothing I can conceive of *anywhere* that I think my stomach would accept. I'm all medded up, including anti-nausea meds, and nothing. I'm hydrated, but that's it. I'm hoping to trick myself into ice cream before I get to bed, but I'm almost gagging thinking about it right now.