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flashback

Why am I awake? beats me. I just got on a major roll and am cleaning up about a hundred bitsy things I have put off in a folder on my desktop. If I had known I would still be awake, I would have gone for writing instead, though....


It's lovely and autumnal and cool, but I am currently closed up in the living room because of cats.

There is a wiry little odd eyed white on my porch, and it will *not* go away. Frosty has taken this as a personal affront, a statement about indoor cats in general and his prowess in particular, and he is making a noise like a lawnmower being run over a field of credit cards. Oddeye is not impressed, and yowls back in a higher range - that sound that tells you you should have turned off the machine an hour ago when it started making the funny noise, and it's too late now, prepare to boom.

It's annoying, but amusing and just in case it bothers the vacuuming woman, I did nothing to stop it.

after a while it got quiet, and I thought I heard the mailman so I stepped out on the porch. No mail yet, but oddeye teleported over and gave me the major purring leg rub, then tried to saunter inside with me.

I don't suppose I have to tell you how much Frosty enjoyed that.

I just got settled under my powerbook when Armageddon broke out. Frost had gotten up on the dining room table and was displaying his bulk in the open window. He's heavy, but I don't think he could go through the screen even if he *really really* tried, (Powzie once pranced in the bedroom window enough to enrage a labrador to lunge through at her, resulting in a seriously bent frame) but the thought has never occurred to him, and he has no claws.*

Oddeye thought he might make it in, however, and he levitated up and hit the screen with a sound like a marching band if they were all playing the zipper.

I juggled my laptop to the table and hauled myself over to find them paw to paw against the screen, all black and white like that Star Trek episode with Frank Gorshin. (you know the one - stop denying it, you know damn well you do - Commissioner Bele in "Let That Be Your Last Battlefield")

Since I don't have the ability to transport them down to a planet to duke it out, I shut the window.

There was much fluffing and prowling but a session with the catnip suck-sack has soothed our nerves, and now we are comatose on the magic manila envelope from Taiwan.




* I hasten to add that I did not have him declawed - we adopted him as an adult and he came that way.
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