Buried by cats
Aug. 4th, 2002 11:08 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
janestarzOw...the cats really are lonely. My mom is on a holiday (for 3 weeks) and the reason I came over to her house is to use the sewingmachine. But before I could do so, I was buried by cats. They purred ever so loudly, and kept rubbing their heads against anything they could get their heads on.
Well, that is: Vlekje did so, and Doris did so. Neil, like a real cat, didn't bother to show up until 9 pm, when she came to feed. She 'sopped' somewhat and went back outside.
I slept with Doris against my tummy and Vlek on my pillow. I'm not really used to the hairs anymore...they're everywhere!
This morning I woke up, which was hard, and I was totally rubbed up by Doris again. I know, I'm sweet. But not thatsweet, right? He kept rubbing his head against my nose, ears, chin, breasts, anything that poked out beneath the blankets really. Neil had slept on a chair downstairs. The rat! But she enjoyed my hands under her chin very much.
Made coffee.
I guess I'll continue working on my cloak in a few. Damn scissors.
Well, that is: Vlekje did so, and Doris did so. Neil, like a real cat, didn't bother to show up until 9 pm, when she came to feed. She 'sopped' somewhat and went back outside.
I slept with Doris against my tummy and Vlek on my pillow. I'm not really used to the hairs anymore...they're everywhere!
This morning I woke up, which was hard, and I was totally rubbed up by Doris again. I know, I'm sweet. But not thatsweet, right? He kept rubbing his head against my nose, ears, chin, breasts, anything that poked out beneath the blankets really. Neil had slept on a chair downstairs. The rat! But she enjoyed my hands under her chin very much.
Made coffee.
I guess I'll continue working on my cloak in a few. Damn scissors.
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Date: 2002-08-06 06:21 am (UTC)*kicks the little purring black satanic cat*