BURNINGBIRD
a node at the edge  


July 09, 2002
LifeAlways time for the important things in life...

I was hard at work on my newly upgraded server earlier today, installing libraries, creating databases, moving code. It was so nice to have all that room and I wasn't paying too much attention to my surroundings.

Well, my little girl, Zoe, was having none of this. First she dragged her feather in, plopping it down on my feet. When I didn't pay attention, she started clawing at my tennis shoe, batting at the lace. When that failed, she jumped up on my lap. I assumed that she was going to curl up and sleep. Instead, she laid down next to my arm, wrapped all her feet tightly around it, and placed her head across it - snuggling as close as she could get, eyes closed in pleasure.

It's hard to work with a 9 pound cat wrapped around your arm. I tried to move her and she demonstrated her displeasure at my behavior by biting me. Not hard, but with enough pressure to get her point across.

What could I do? I turned on the music and cuddled her close, looking out the window at the birds as she slept in my arms, head nestled into the crook of my elbow.

Don't you wish, when faced with friends and family who are "too busy", that we could crawl up on their laps, wrap our bodies around them, and bite them when they don't get the hint?

I think we lost too much when we got an opposable thumb and started learning how to communicate complex thoughts.



Posted by Bb at July 09, 2002 06:10 PM




Comments

Your kitty has David Bowie eyes!

Posted by: stavrosthewonderchicken on July 9, 2002 09:37 PM

Shhh. Don't tell anyone, but I used to have a crush on David Bowie.

Posted by: Bb aka Shelley aka Weblog Bosswoman on July 9, 2002 09:52 PM

I shared an elevator with him once (and two enormous Samoan (?) bodyguards) in a hotel in Vancouver.

How 'bout me, huh?

Posted by: stavrosthewonderchicken on July 9, 2002 10:09 PM

How 'bout you? Do you mean how 'bout you in elevator with David Bowie. Well, it sounds like an interesting - and crowded - experience.

Or did you mean, how 'bout me having a crush on you?

I dunno Stavros. You're younger than me. And bearman might get jealous.

Posted by: Bb aka Shelley aka Weblog Bosswoman on July 9, 2002 10:25 PM

I actually meant the former in a self-deprecating kinda way, rather than the latter, but now that you mention it........no, no, these long-distance romances always end in grief.
;-)

Posted by: stavrosthewonderchicken on July 10, 2002 12:36 AM

I'd been wondering how long it would take for a cat to surface on your blog since you left SF.

Nice eyes ;-)

Posted by: Allan Moult on July 10, 2002 06:12 AM

You gotta love dem kitties!

Posted by: FARRAGO on July 10, 2002 03:37 PM


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