Yet another reason to move out...
May. 17th, 2002 12:56 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mousmeCatnapping.
No, not taking quick naps. Kidnapping kitties.
Yep, you heard me. I'm going to kidnap a cat that's been prowling around Firewillow's street for a while.
What prompted this decision, you may ask? Well, during my WoD game last night, as we were gathered around the table and doing unspeakable things to the Nazis (and to RC's plot while we were at it), I happened to catch movement out of the corner of my eye. Looking around, I spotted a gorgeous feline scuttling towards the kitchen.
"Hey, [RC]," cried I, "there's a cat in your apartment!"
"What!?"
RC is deathly allergic to the things, so he'd never have one as a pet. He hates the creatures anyway.
So I hopped out of my chair, gathered the miscreant in my arms in my classic "upside–down–cat" pose, and headed out the door. This creature was gorgeous, in spite of her piteous state. Her fur was matted underneath the glossy surface, and she was obviously poorly fed. Still, she was thrilled to be held at all, even if it was in such an undignified position, and she purred lustily in my arms until I unceremoniously booted her out the front door.
Further discussion with Firewillow at lunch revealed this cat to be an absolute darling who was routinely neglected by her owners, who let her run wild in the street. She constantly tries to follow people home, is starved for food and care and attention, and hasn't been spayed, so she tends to get routinely impregnated by roving tomcats.
I have decided, and Firewillow supports me fully, to kidnap this beauty the minute I get my own place and give her all the care she deserves.
Yes, I know this illegal, and no, I don't care.
I am currently rifling through cookbooks trying to decide what to make for dinner tomorrow. Poms is coming to dinner, and he's already fed me twice with really amazing food, so I can't exactly just plunk anything down on the table. Dessert is taken care of, but I have yet to come up with a decent main course.
*grumble*
Fried zucchini is on the menu, anyway. I hope he likes zucchini. I've already made lemon chicken for him once, so a repeat performance is probably not in order. He's already had my mother's salmon, so I won't make that either...
*more perusing ensues*
Oooh! Artichokes! That's an idea... If they're in season...
...
No, not taking quick naps. Kidnapping kitties.
Yep, you heard me. I'm going to kidnap a cat that's been prowling around Firewillow's street for a while.
What prompted this decision, you may ask? Well, during my WoD game last night, as we were gathered around the table and doing unspeakable things to the Nazis (and to RC's plot while we were at it), I happened to catch movement out of the corner of my eye. Looking around, I spotted a gorgeous feline scuttling towards the kitchen.
"Hey, [RC]," cried I, "there's a cat in your apartment!"
"What!?"
RC is deathly allergic to the things, so he'd never have one as a pet. He hates the creatures anyway.
So I hopped out of my chair, gathered the miscreant in my arms in my classic "upside–down–cat" pose, and headed out the door. This creature was gorgeous, in spite of her piteous state. Her fur was matted underneath the glossy surface, and she was obviously poorly fed. Still, she was thrilled to be held at all, even if it was in such an undignified position, and she purred lustily in my arms until I unceremoniously booted her out the front door.
Further discussion with Firewillow at lunch revealed this cat to be an absolute darling who was routinely neglected by her owners, who let her run wild in the street. She constantly tries to follow people home, is starved for food and care and attention, and hasn't been spayed, so she tends to get routinely impregnated by roving tomcats.
I have decided, and Firewillow supports me fully, to kidnap this beauty the minute I get my own place and give her all the care she deserves.
Yes, I know this illegal, and no, I don't care.
I am currently rifling through cookbooks trying to decide what to make for dinner tomorrow. Poms is coming to dinner, and he's already fed me twice with really amazing food, so I can't exactly just plunk anything down on the table. Dessert is taken care of, but I have yet to come up with a decent main course.
*grumble*
Fried zucchini is on the menu, anyway. I hope he likes zucchini. I've already made lemon chicken for him once, so a repeat performance is probably not in order. He's already had my mother's salmon, so I won't make that either...
*more perusing ensues*
Oooh! Artichokes! That's an idea... If they're in season...
...