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Dec. 22nd, 2020 02:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dchenesAhh, vacation. Which meant that yesterday morning after I read email, I unglued myself from the computer and more or less stayed that way. Although, since I'm on vacation and now I have the time to do it, I did devote some time to persuading Quirk that I'm not awful. By way of sitting on the floor with a piece of smoked trout in hand, and waiting. She wouldn't come take it, but she was quite interested, and willing to eat bits off the floor an arm's length, half an arm's length, and six inches away from me.
This morning she was quite a bit more sociable. She stuck her whole head out of the tunnel on the cat tree at breakfast time (as opposed to one eyeball), and stayed out after breakfast and stared at me from six feet away and purred until I put my coffee mug down on the floor. She didn't want any coffee, but she did come sniff it. And then she chased the laser pointer all over the place, and then chased her catnip mouse all over the place and killed it thoroughly. I think we're getting to the two-week threshold where she's getting used to what life is like around here, and doesn't mind most of it. I was even able to scritch her behind the ears just now since she's used to me sitting next to the cat tree, and she took trout from my hand at arm's length. She and Lily do have some rules of engagement I haven't figured out yet, but they seem designed to avoid screaming or bleeding, so I'll take that. They did involve Quirk being chased out of the bedroom and Lily hissing at her sometime early this morning, though.
Tromping around doing all the non-food errands on Saturday (cat crunchies, kitty litter, TP, conditioner, etc.) and all the food-shopping errands on Sunday in sluck-stomping boots landed me with largish blisters on the undersides of both pinkie toes. There's still too much snow out there for sneakers, so I spent yesterday wearing socks and indoor slippers. Which is why I failed to take the recycling out yesterday, and today was trash day and I missed it. I wish I wouldn't do things like that.
On this date last year I'd had a sprained ankle for exactly a week, and was clomping around in the Iron Maiden and taking a lot of Advil and not taking the recycling out because I had enough trouble getting myself down the stairs without carrying anything. All in all I think I prefer the blisters.
This morning she was quite a bit more sociable. She stuck her whole head out of the tunnel on the cat tree at breakfast time (as opposed to one eyeball), and stayed out after breakfast and stared at me from six feet away and purred until I put my coffee mug down on the floor. She didn't want any coffee, but she did come sniff it. And then she chased the laser pointer all over the place, and then chased her catnip mouse all over the place and killed it thoroughly. I think we're getting to the two-week threshold where she's getting used to what life is like around here, and doesn't mind most of it. I was even able to scritch her behind the ears just now since she's used to me sitting next to the cat tree, and she took trout from my hand at arm's length. She and Lily do have some rules of engagement I haven't figured out yet, but they seem designed to avoid screaming or bleeding, so I'll take that. They did involve Quirk being chased out of the bedroom and Lily hissing at her sometime early this morning, though.
Tromping around doing all the non-food errands on Saturday (cat crunchies, kitty litter, TP, conditioner, etc.) and all the food-shopping errands on Sunday in sluck-stomping boots landed me with largish blisters on the undersides of both pinkie toes. There's still too much snow out there for sneakers, so I spent yesterday wearing socks and indoor slippers. Which is why I failed to take the recycling out yesterday, and today was trash day and I missed it. I wish I wouldn't do things like that.
On this date last year I'd had a sprained ankle for exactly a week, and was clomping around in the Iron Maiden and taking a lot of Advil and not taking the recycling out because I had enough trouble getting myself down the stairs without carrying anything. All in all I think I prefer the blisters.
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Date: 2020-12-23 12:12 pm (UTC)