Tuesday, August 31, 2004
I have formulated one of the Laws of Cats: if you lie down near a cat, sooner or later that cat will end up leaning on you. This has been tested in the laboratory setting of my bed. Most of the time, I didn't even notice Trigger moving, but she always ended up touching me. Mysterious, the ways of cats are. I snuggled with Trigger for an hour last night because I know it sucks to be lonely and sick. She really seemed to be into it. Today I had to drag her to the vet, which is conveniently four blocks from me. I liked how the building is unmarked except for a banner that says "visit our website! lbah.com" and in the middle of the longest block ever, so I had to run across four lanes of traffic with a cat carrier to get to it. Oh well. Trigger seems to be feeling peppier, at least. I thought she'd never forgive me for letting people stick needles in her, but she seems to be really glad that I wasn't getting rid of her. You know, cats are like children. Once you get one, you talk about it endlessly, and probably bore non-cat people to death. =] Muahaha!
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