Seanan McGuire (seanan_mcguire) wrote,
Seanan McGuire
seanan_mcguire
  • Mood: chipper
  • Music: Hem, "Night Like a River."

Cats silently judge you all the time. Sometimes not so silently.

So I'm sitting here at my desk, trying to get some work done before Chris* gets here, and the cats keep telling me that I am failing. I am failing as a human being, failing as an author, and most importantly, failing as a monkey. I am not a) petting them, b) brushing them, c) letting them stick their claws in my thighs, d) feeding them, or e) going to the back room where they can sprawl on me and purr loudly, like I was a dragon they had just felled through sheer force of arms.

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.)
Tags: cats, local news, toys are nice
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mythusmage

September 11 2011, 06:02:31 UTC 5 years ago

Rats have a parasite which makes them act strange around cats. An infected rat will seek out a cat whenever he smells cats pee. When he finds the cat he will rush up to him. Most of the time the cat will kill and eat the rat. Which is what the parasite wants, because the parasite can only breed sexually inside a cat.

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?

seanan_mcguire

September 12 2011, 15:09:54 UTC 5 years ago

A form of toxoplasmosis that causes religious mania would be awesome, because it would be curable.