I think this is why so many authors have cats. They're always happy to tell us that we're flawed, and equally happy to tell us that they love us anyway, as long as we do what they want us to do. It's a perfect preparation for life as a working writer! Although most writers don't have cats that can actually physically restrain them when they feel the need (in other news, Thomas has had a growth spurt).
I really need to a) clean my room, and b) spend a few hours just taking pictures of toys, because most of them are creepy, and they watch me sleep, so you need to understand just how creepy they are. I want you to understand my pain. The cats do not mess with the creepy dolls. That's how creepy the creepy dolls are.
I don't think this post has a point beyond "life goes on." So this is my still life with cats and dolls. Happy Saturday!
(*Chris. One of my dearest friends of the last decade, although he lives just far enough away that I don't see him more than once or twice a month, and he doesn't do many conventions, so most people won't have met him. He's my horror movie buddy. This is just one of the many, many grenades which he cheerfully throws himself upon.)
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no such thing, its propaganda... they are constantly in motion, or thinking of motion, or plotting..
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I'm reading "Rosemary and Rue," and it has pulled me away from admiring the French countryside. That's how good it is.
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Thank you. People are so happy with book five that I feel a little, like, weren't the other ones nice, too? That pleases me.
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Also I'm glad that you're posting about your cats again. I love most of your posts, but always enjoy the cats.
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You just need Cookies, now.
(and I need to get JoCo out of my head...)
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They don't think you are a failure. They make benign allowances for your shortcomings. However, being cats, they make sure that you know it.
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YAY. I love when big cats get bigger :)
Yes, please, to creepy doll pictures!
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(I have plush Pinky and The Brain in Christmas colors. I once set them in view of a friend while he was asleep, knowing that he watched the show even more than I did. The yelp of panic was worth the wait.)
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But when he turns around and starts purring loudly when I start petting him, my fears are quelled.
I do love being owned by my cat.
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But sometimes the cat won't kill and eat the rat. What the rat does then is try to be with the cat all the time, going so far as to sleep with the cat. In addition, the rat will offer the cat food.
Cats like being with people. Cats like to sleep with people. Cats will offer us food.
Humans like God. Humans want to be with God. Humans offer sacrifices to God, mostly food of one type or another. You get the feeling a certain parasite is getting a little too big for its britches?
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http://melredcap.deviantart.com/gal
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Oh, I hear that. The 20lbs of Big&Fluffy has decided that he does NOT approve of how often I am out of the house and needs to pin me down by laying on my chest at every available opportunity. Like right now.
Also: YAY CREEPY DOLLS
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BTW, having finished OSS -- "Seanan, you bastard!" (You know UK filkers enough to know how we mean that.) Made me giggle, and hold my breath Until I Died Srsly, and cry. Not quite all at the same time (have you ever tried holding your breath and giggling at the same time? It doesn't work, a bit like Baden Powell's instruction to Boy Scouts to keep a stiff upper lip and smile and whistle at all times).
Sometime (oh, Copious Spare Time) I must go back and reread the others as well. The 'best' is always "the one I'm reading" (the same with music, my favourite is usually what I'm listening to at the time if it's on by my choice), and I suspect that they are different enough to not be able to make a sensible comparison anyway.
But -- you bastard! I love you...
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