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Oct. 19th, 2008 02:41 pmeta: forgot to say. Thank you, dears, for all the nice things you've said to me over the last few days. I am not being very good at replying to comments, but they are so much appreciated I can't tell you.
( This is all about my brain. It is, thus, approximately twelve hundred different types of triggering and also, and more unforgivably, REALLY DULL. )
The kitty has figured out a method of revenge for all the times she is unceremoniously picked up and kissed. Last night she was sitting on the back of the sofa, fast asleep, and suddenly Katie and Shim and I all sat up at once with some variant of "Was that...?"
It was. Kitty had farted fit to wake the dead. She cleared the room, left us all gasping for breath and reaching for makeshift fans, yawned and went back to sleep. Bless her, smelly smelly cat that she is. I've never smelled anything quite like it, especially from something so small.
In a week and a day, it will be Diwali. Lights coming on in the darkness. Yes, that.
( This is all about my brain. It is, thus, approximately twelve hundred different types of triggering and also, and more unforgivably, REALLY DULL. )
The kitty has figured out a method of revenge for all the times she is unceremoniously picked up and kissed. Last night she was sitting on the back of the sofa, fast asleep, and suddenly Katie and Shim and I all sat up at once with some variant of "Was that...?"
It was. Kitty had farted fit to wake the dead. She cleared the room, left us all gasping for breath and reaching for makeshift fans, yawned and went back to sleep. Bless her, smelly smelly cat that she is. I've never smelled anything quite like it, especially from something so small.
In a week and a day, it will be Diwali. Lights coming on in the darkness. Yes, that.
