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May 01, 2003
Kill the cat.

The cat came back the very next day...

I am going to string Tang up and let him hang. Tang is Kennda's cat. Kennda is out of town. When Kennda leaves, Tang gets annoying. Very annoying. Extremely annoying. There are cabinets under the built-in bookshelves that line the wall by my bedroom, and starting at 2 a.m., Tang began the process of opening and closing them, repeatedly. When he wasn't doing this he was sticking his little paw under my bedroom door and shaking the door. And meowing. Meowing louder than Apache can bark. I was really tempted to go get a hammer and hit his little paw next time he did that. That would teach him. I finally threw him in Kennda's bedroom and closed the door. The problem with this, I learned this morning, is that he does the same thing in Kennda's room, which is close enough to Cari's that it wakes her up. (Which, Cari tells me, happens nearly every night even when Kennda is in town... we're going to have to come up with a solution for that). All this literally went on until we woke up this morning. We can't win.

To top that off, as I was trying to catch a few last minutes of sleep, Cari had let Bennet outside, and Bennet popped up onto my window sill and started peering in at me. This would normally be endearingly cute. But, it freaked Apache out, and she kept whining until I would let her out and play.

I can usually sleep through just about anything. That gives you the extent of the noise.

Tonight, we are putting Tang in his crate and putting the crate in the study. If we can still hear the meowing, he's going in the garage. End of story.

Come sail away with me

Sailing rocked. There was lots of wind. It actually took work to keep the boat upright. There are weird parts of my body that ache (I think because the hiking straps were too short for my short little legs and, you know, I haven't been sailing in 6 months). We won second place! Actually we deserved third, because the race committee missed one of the boat's finishes (which is really weird, they're usually pretty good). But it feels good to win something...

Posted by artemis1979 at May 1, 2003 09:08 AM
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