Seanan McGuire (seanan_mcguire) wrote,
Seanan McGuire
seanan_mcguire
  • Mood: tired
  • Music: Counting Crows, "Round Here."

Safely home, COVERED in cats.

My flight back from Seattle to San Francisco touched down about twenty minutes before eight last night. We were actually early, which was a trifle annoying, as it meant that all the post-landing announcements interrupted the episode of The Wizards of Waverly Place that I'd been watching (yes, I am a total dork). Oh, well. At least it was one I'd seen before. I collected my suitcase from the baggage claim, met Mom at the escalator, and was promptly toted across the Bay Area to home, where I was greeted by a stack of mail and two incredibly irritated blue cats.

People who haven't met my cats often fail to understand exactly how good they are at making their annoyance known. These people need to be shut in a room with Lilly, Alice, and an empty food dish for half an hour. At the end of this time, they will understand a) that my cats are perfectly capable of explaining, in the detail, their displeasure, and b) I should get hazard pay for entering the house without feather toys and treats.

Thankfully, my girls aren't good at being mad for long. After a night of cuddling and a morning spent watching Boa vs. Python (with the pair vying for dominion over my lap), I seem to have been essentially forgiven. They still aren't letting me out of their sight, but that isn't all that unusual.

Over the course of my time in Seattle, I ate cupcakes, baked a turkey, made insane numbers of cookies, saw Die Hard for the first time, went to several bookstores, gave a concert, embarked on a successful quest for cranberries, reached 90,000 words on Blackout, formally turned in the first Sparrow Hill Road story, watched all of season one of Glee, played with kittens, rewrote about half my website, and hugged many people I love.

It was a good holiday break. I hope yours was just as lovely.
Tags: alice, good things, in the wild, lilly, social life, too much tv, travel, writing
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desperance

January 3 2010, 23:19:10 UTC 7 years ago

When I had girl-cats, they followed me from room to room like puppies, and the moment I sat down they were in my lap. The variant version - Sophie's Variation - was when Sophie rode from room to room on my shoulders, which was her preferred mode.

The boys are much more independent - in the summer months. As soon as the weather turns chilly, they allow as how they might be lap-cats after all...

seanan_mcguire

January 4 2010, 18:25:32 UTC 7 years ago

My girls are definitely most likely to be found where I am. Preferably close enough to attack the forces of darkness when they come for me.

What are your boys named?

desperance

January 4 2010, 18:31:10 UTC 7 years ago

Heh. I am responsible for neither of these, but they are Barry and Mac. (This is Barry in the icon; Mac features on other occasions. They do not appear together, for increasingly-obvious reasons.) Barry was found - in a parlous state - on Barry Street, so the nurses named him that. When I adopted him, I swore he should have another name, for never was a cat called Barry - but I was kinda outvoted on that one, by all the world. So Barry he is, tho' it's short for various things. Often Barabbas, for he is an accomplished thief.

Mac came via a little old deceased lady, who had called him Macadamia because he's nuts. Mostly these days it's short for Macavity, for ... etc.

seanan_mcguire

January 5 2010, 15:42:35 UTC 7 years ago

Ahem: KITTIES.