Cats: Better than sitcoms

The scene in the kitchen yesterday evening:

Luna, staring intently at the floor: Oooh, what are you?
Bug, crawling diligently across the floor: Meep! Scurry!
Luna: Oh, no, you don't! *paw smash*
Jupiter: Heey, what's that?
Luna: I dunno, but it looks interesting -- Hey you! Why are you moving?
Bug: *scuttle scuttle scuttle*
Luna: Get back here! *paw smash*
Jupiter: Erm... it's still moving. *poke*
Luna: Oh, for the love of Bast... *bite, nibble, taste* Hmm, this doesn't taste as good as I thought. *spits out*
Bug: *SCURRY*
Jupiter: Still moving! *jumps three feet*
Luna: Well, then, catch it!
Jupiter: Nuh-uh! You catch it! Wait, hang on, it's shiny! Ooh! *pounce*
Me: *blink* Shiny...?
Jupiter: *bite, nibble, taste* Hmmm. Crunchy! *crunch*
Me: Was that thing shiny?
Jupiter: *licks lips* Hey, that wasn't bad! Mom, can we have gooshyfood now?
Me: You just ate a bug! A shiny bug!
Jupiter: Yeah, but... gooshyfood! Noooowwww.
Me: Oh, fine, gooshyfood. *gets can of wet food, scoops food into bowl*
Luna and Jupiter: *appreciate interpretive dancing* MOW MOW MOW MOW MOW MOW. *gobble, chew, slurp*
Me: *continues making salad, gets out bag of grilled chicken*
Jupiter: OMFG! CHICKEN! YAY! WANT! MOW!
Me: *throws up hands* Bug! Gooshyfood!
Luna: Chicken?
Me, giving in: Okay, fine. Chicken. *gives them bits of chicken meat*
Luna and Jupiter: *appreciate interpretive dancing* MOW MOW MOW MOW MOW MOW. *gobble, chew, slurp*
Jupiter: Thanks, Mom! Love you! *runs off*
Luna: He is so unrefined. *washes face*
Me: Can I finish my dinner now? Or will there be another floor show?
Luna: Not unless I find another bug.
Me: You're so weird.
Luna: You're the one talking to a cat.

/Fin.

Cats: Better than sitcoms

The scene in the kitchen yesterday evening:

Luna, staring intently at the floor: Oooh, what are you?
Bug, crawling diligently across the floor: Meep! Scurry!
Luna: Oh, no, you don't! *paw smash*
Jupiter: Heey, what's that?
Luna: I dunno, but it looks interesting -- Hey you! Why are you moving?
Bug: *scuttle scuttle scuttle*
Luna: Get back here! *paw smash*
Jupiter: Erm... it's still moving. *poke*
Luna: Oh, for the love of Bast... *bite, nibble, taste* Hmm, this doesn't taste as good as I thought. *spits out*
Bug: *SCURRY*
Jupiter: Still moving! *jumps three feet*
Luna: Well, then, catch it!
Jupiter: Nuh-uh! You catch it! Wait, hang on, it's shiny! Ooh! *pounce*
Me: *blink* Shiny...?
Jupiter: *bite, nibble, taste* Hmmm. Crunchy! *crunch*
Me: Was that thing shiny?
Jupiter: *licks lips* Hey, that wasn't bad! Mom, can we have gooshyfood now?
Me: You just ate a bug! A shiny bug!
Jupiter: Yeah, but... gooshyfood! Noooowwww.
Me: Oh, fine, gooshyfood. *gets can of wet food, scoops food into bowl*
Luna and Jupiter: *appreciate interpretive dancing* MOW MOW MOW MOW MOW MOW. *gobble, chew, slurp*
Me: *continues making salad, gets out bag of grilled chicken*
Jupiter: OMFG! CHICKEN! YAY! WANT! MOW!
Me: *throws up hands* Bug! Gooshyfood!
Luna: Chicken?
Me, giving in: Okay, fine. Chicken. *gives them bits of chicken meat*
Luna and Jupiter: *appreciate interpretive dancing* MOW MOW MOW MOW MOW MOW. *gobble, chew, slurp*
Jupiter: Thanks, Mom! Love you! *runs off*
Luna: He is so unrefined. *washes face*
Me: Can I finish my dinner now? Or will there be another floor show?
Luna: Not unless I find another bug.
Me: You're so weird.
Luna: You're the one talking to a cat.

/Fin.

Cats: Better than sitcoms

The scene in the kitchen yesterday evening:

Luna, staring intently at the floor: Oooh, what are you?
Bug, crawling diligently across the floor: Meep! Scurry!
Luna: Oh, no, you don't! *paw smash*
Jupiter: Heey, what's that?
Luna: I dunno, but it looks interesting -- Hey you! Why are you moving?
Bug: *scuttle scuttle scuttle*
Luna: Get back here! *paw smash*
Jupiter: Erm... it's still moving. *poke*
Luna: Oh, for the love of Bast... *bite, nibble, taste* Hmm, this doesn't taste as good as I thought. *spits out*
Bug: *SCURRY*
Jupiter: Still moving! *jumps three feet*
Luna: Well, then, catch it!
Jupiter: Nuh-uh! You catch it! Wait, hang on, it's shiny! Ooh! *pounce*
Me: *blink* Shiny...?
Jupiter: *bite, nibble, taste* Hmmm. Crunchy! *crunch*
Me: Was that thing shiny?
Jupiter: *licks lips* Hey, that wasn't bad! Mom, can we have gooshyfood now?
Me: You just ate a bug! A shiny bug!
Jupiter: Yeah, but... gooshyfood! Noooowwww.
Me: Oh, fine, gooshyfood. *gets can of wet food, scoops food into bowl*
Luna and Jupiter: *appreciate interpretive dancing* MOW MOW MOW MOW MOW MOW. *gobble, chew, slurp*
Me: *continues making salad, gets out bag of grilled chicken*
Jupiter: OMFG! CHICKEN! YAY! WANT! MOW!
Me: *throws up hands* Bug! Gooshyfood!
Luna: Chicken?
Me, giving in: Okay, fine. Chicken. *gives them bits of chicken meat*
Luna and Jupiter: *appreciate interpretive dancing* MOW MOW MOW MOW MOW MOW. *gobble, chew, slurp*
Jupiter: Thanks, Mom! Love you! *runs off*
Luna: He is so unrefined. *washes face*
Me: Can I finish my dinner now? Or will there be another floor show?
Luna: Not unless I find another bug.
Me: You're so weird.
Luna: You're the one talking to a cat.

/Fin.

I love these kind of dreams

On the train coming home, I fell asleep and actually dreamed.
I was in an unfamiliar neighborhood taking a walk, and heard a kitten meowing. I began to run, straining my eyes and ears, but it seemed like the kitten was always out of reach. Up ahead, I saw a young blonde woman jogging, so I ran to her and asked if she heard a kitten, if she could help me find it. She looked at me, and said, "The kitten is fine. It's not meant to be yours yet. You'll have one much later. Go home and keep loving the ones you have."
She resumed jogging, and then the meowing stopped. I felt a cat rub against my ankles, and looked down to see Luna. She looked up at me and chirruped. I picked her up, turned around, and walked back the way I came.
I woke up right before my stop. When I got home, I fed Luna and Jupiter some choice pieces of grilled chicken and cuddled on the couch with Luna. I know exactly what the dream means, and I know exactly why I had it. All I can say that everything happens for a reason, and my kitten won't come to me for at least several months, maybe over a year.

I love these kind of dreams

On the train coming home, I fell asleep and actually dreamed.
I was in an unfamiliar neighborhood taking a walk, and heard a kitten meowing. I began to run, straining my eyes and ears, but it seemed like the kitten was always out of reach. Up ahead, I saw a young blonde woman jogging, so I ran to her and asked if she heard a kitten, if she could help me find it. She looked at me, and said, "The kitten is fine. It's not meant to be yours yet. You'll have one much later. Go home and keep loving the ones you have."
She resumed jogging, and then the meowing stopped. I felt a cat rub against my ankles, and looked down to see Luna. She looked up at me and chirruped. I picked her up, turned around, and walked back the way I came.
I woke up right before my stop. When I got home, I fed Luna and Jupiter some choice pieces of grilled chicken and cuddled on the couch with Luna. I know exactly what the dream means, and I know exactly why I had it. All I can say that everything happens for a reason, and my kitten won't come to me for at least several months, maybe over a year.

I love these kind of dreams

On the train coming home, I fell asleep and actually dreamed.
I was in an unfamiliar neighborhood taking a walk, and heard a kitten meowing. I began to run, straining my eyes and ears, but it seemed like the kitten was always out of reach. Up ahead, I saw a young blonde woman jogging, so I ran to her and asked if she heard a kitten, if she could help me find it. She looked at me, and said, "The kitten is fine. It's not meant to be yours yet. You'll have one much later. Go home and keep loving the ones you have."
She resumed jogging, and then the meowing stopped. I felt a cat rub against my ankles, and looked down to see Luna. She looked up at me and chirruped. I picked her up, turned around, and walked back the way I came.
I woke up right before my stop. When I got home, I fed Luna and Jupiter some choice pieces of grilled chicken and cuddled on the couch with Luna. I know exactly what the dream means, and I know exactly why I had it. All I can say that everything happens for a reason, and my kitten won't come to me for at least several months, maybe over a year.

One of my theme songs, currently appropriate

One day, one night, one moment,
My dreams could be, tomorrow.
One step, one fall, one falter,
East or west, over earth or by ocean.
One way to be my journey,
This way could be my book of days.

Ó lá go lá, mo thuras,
An bealach fada romham.
Ó oíche go hoíche, mo thuras,
Na scéalta nach mbeidh a choích.
(From day to day, my journey,
The long pilgrimage before me.
From night to night, my journey,
The stories that will never be again.)

No day, no night, no moment,
Can hold me back from trying.
I'll fly, I'll fall, I'll falter,
I'll find my day may be,
Far and away,
Far and away.

One day, one night, one moment,
With a dream to believe in.
One step, one fall, one falter,
Found a new earth across a wide ocean.
This way became my journey,
This day ends together,
Far and away.

This day ends together,
Far and away.
Far and away.

-Enya, Book Of Days

One of my theme songs, currently appropriate

One day, one night, one moment,
My dreams could be, tomorrow.
One step, one fall, one falter,
East or west, over earth or by ocean.
One way to be my journey,
This way could be my book of days.

Ó lá go lá, mo thuras,
An bealach fada romham.
Ó oíche go hoíche, mo thuras,
Na scéalta nach mbeidh a choích.
(From day to day, my journey,
The long pilgrimage before me.
From night to night, my journey,
The stories that will never be again.)

No day, no night, no moment,
Can hold me back from trying.
I'll fly, I'll fall, I'll falter,
I'll find my day may be,
Far and away,
Far and away.

One day, one night, one moment,
With a dream to believe in.
One step, one fall, one falter,
Found a new earth across a wide ocean.
This way became my journey,
This day ends together,
Far and away.

This day ends together,
Far and away.
Far and away.

-Enya, Book Of Days

One of my theme songs, currently appropriate

One day, one night, one moment,
My dreams could be, tomorrow.
One step, one fall, one falter,
East or west, over earth or by ocean.
One way to be my journey,
This way could be my book of days.

Ó lá go lá, mo thuras,
An bealach fada romham.
Ó oíche go hoíche, mo thuras,
Na scéalta nach mbeidh a choích.
(From day to day, my journey,
The long pilgrimage before me.
From night to night, my journey,
The stories that will never be again.)

No day, no night, no moment,
Can hold me back from trying.
I'll fly, I'll fall, I'll falter,
I'll find my day may be,
Far and away,
Far and away.

One day, one night, one moment,
With a dream to believe in.
One step, one fall, one falter,
Found a new earth across a wide ocean.
This way became my journey,
This day ends together,
Far and away.

This day ends together,
Far and away.
Far and away.

-Enya, Book Of Days