Thursday, June 26, 2003

Congratulations Catriona!
Catriona (one-half of the crazy scottish twins) has just landed a job after many, many, many months of being unemployed! Congratulations! Watch out Edinburgh, here she comes! Though I'm not too sure WHAT her job is. She just said "bunny killer." That doesn't sound like a very nice job unless it means something entirely different in Scotland.
posted by Sandra at 12:45 PM
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Thursday, June 19, 2003

Adventures in cat-sitting
So, today I came to the conclusion that for as much as I LOVE having a kitty around, I just don't think I have what it takes to be a cat owner. I was working at my computer when Mikasa suddenly starts tearing around my studio apartment at breakneck speed. I couldn't figure out why she was running around and then I remember that my parent's cats will sometimes run around after using the litter box. So I thought maybe her litter box was dirty. Well sure enough it was so I cleaned it out. However, she did not stop running from one end of my apartment to the other. Jumping onto the couch, zipping into the closet, back out into the living room, dashing into the bathroom, racing over the bed. I couldn't get her to stop. She was making me nuts. So I go into the bathroom to brush my teeth and Mikasa comes flying into the bathroom and jumps into the cabinet under the sink. I tried to coax her to come out to figure out what the hell she was running away from. She stepped out and I saw what was going on. Mikasa must have accidentally ingested a piece of my hair (which is quite long now). She had about 2 inches of hair sticking out of her butt with a poop ball on the end of it!! It was banging against her legs and she had been tearing around trying to get rid of it! EWWWWWW!! So, trying to be a responsible cat-sitter, I bravely grabbed a paper towel to fix the situation. Well she was NOT ok with me being anywhere near her butt and took off running. This left me in an absolutely ridiculous situation. So here I am, laughing uncontrollably, while running all around my apartment with a paper towel, chasing this little black cat with a cat poop christmas ornament hanging out of her butt! Geno, you so owe me for this!!

posted by Sandra at 2:08 PM
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How to trim a cat's claws
… you don't! You put down the nail clippers and back away slowly, hoping to escape alive. So I've been kitty-sitting Geno's cat, Mikasa. I don't know why I get so excited about watching his cat when I'm highly allergic to her and, for the most part, she just ignores me. It just makes me crazy because she is THE cutest cat in the world. She is a Bombay so she is all black and looks like a little panther. I just want to squish her! I mean she is very sweet and will let me carry her around and pet her but you can tell she is just humoring me. Now if Conrado walks into my apartment, Mikasa will run crying to him, fling herself at him and drape herself across his lap. She acts like she has not had any attention in years! She's a little tart! As Geno says, Mikasa has a very strict hierarchy of preferred people. This is the order:

1. Loud gay men
   
2. Quiet gay men
   
3. Straight men
   
4. Lesbians
   
5. Straight women
   

Seeing as I'm at the bottom of the list, I enlisted Conrado's help to trim her claws. I figured he could hold her and I could clip her nails. At first she was quite happy to sit on his lap. After a few minutes of me clipping her nails, her ears went back and she started yowling and hissing! She was SCARY! I stopped mid-clip, afraid she was going to KILL me! Conrado's response was, "I don't think she needs her nails clipped that badly. Why don't I just put her down…" Smart move. We could have died! I'll just get her a scratching post!

posted by Sandra at 1:37 PM
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