My folks came through this weekend, so we spent time doing fun things like going out for breakfast and visiting galleries. It’s important to make sure you match the tablecloth at fine-dining establishments.
My mom and Stepdad Dave are on their way to Denver for the summer and stayed two nights with us. Because this is their spring migration of the household, they have their cat, Sally, with them. Sally stays safe in the guest bedroom and bathroom, where our kitties won’t bother her. Sally is a rescue cat so she’s particularly shy and sensitive. She went on strike, not eating or drinking, which made my mom anxious to get her home.
This morning I’m feeling all discombobulated, which is what happens to me when I break from my routines. Not just the family visit, but we’ve been having some work done on the driveway and the influx of people coming and going has me all rattled. It doesn’t seem reasonable that just having worker people around the house would make that much difference. At the same time, I look at Sally and recognize that the animal in me reacts much the same way. It’s not a logical thing, but it is real.
I need a few days of quiet in my den to get myself settled again.
Maybe roll a rock over the door.
I’ve got 55 pages left on my developmental revision of Master of the Opera. This has just been one of those difficult books. It was hard to write and the revision has been carving out my gut, too. I’ve rewoven threads from beginning to end and now I just have to adjust this final episode. I’ve been procrastinating on it, even, which is just not like me.
Time to put my head down and get it done.
~rolls rock over den opening~
2 Replies to “On Being a Disgruntled Kitty”
Isn’t it funny how we want our responses to be logical and perfectly reasonable? I do the same thing. I think it would make life smoother if we were more readily able to accept that sometimes, we simply aren’t.
Either way, I hope your ruffled fur is smoothed and you get the necessary work finished.
I think that’s right, Angel – I just need to accept that my fur is ruffled. Thanks for the good wishes!