Taking care of business
One of the cats took a small dump
on Scout's desk, while I was away
in Oakland. I'm not sure if it was
a protest dump, signaling the cat's
aggravation with my not being home
for five days, or if there is a greater
significance to it. Either way,
I just cleaned it up, and am going on
about my business.
Where's Monkey?
I've been out of town for five days,
and I have been back, now, for almost half a day,
and I have not yet seen Monkey,
the stray cat who I feed every morning.
I know that my neighbors fed him, while I was away;
I can tell by the amount of cat food left
in the container that I placed on the porch
in front of my home, for them to use.
Monkey probably found a temporary buffet,
somewhere, and will soon return to eating
at my front door.
No Good Loving
I got home late last night,
from the other coast,
and when I lay down on the bed,
my cat did not climb on my chest,
like he always does,
and I wondered if he was mad at me,
for having left him,
or if he was just out of practice now?
Interrupts of drying clothes
I had forgotten to ask Scout
to continue drying the load of clothes
that I was drying when I left for the other coast,
so when I got back, my semi-damp clothes
were still sitting in the drier.
I just pushed the button, to continue
the drying, hoping that everything will be alright.
The time off is micro waved
I have to be at work in two hours,
my isn't it weird how quick the vacation is over.
A pleasant, but expensive cab ride
As the cab driver left the Atlanta airport
he blasted the song, "Staying Alive," by The Bee Gees;
between the music and the car's rapid acceleration,
it felt as if we going one hundred miles an hour.
"Do you like the music?" the driver asked me,
"We used to listen to it in Africa in 1975." he said.
"Yes, I like it I said," I used to listen to it,
and dance to it, and drink gin and tonics to it
in Tallahassee, in 1975, and years beyond.
The ride was costing me $33.50, which considering
the distance that we were covering,
made me gulp, but Omar from Africa was a good host,
so it wasn't as if I was getting badly burned by an asshole,
which so often happens when you ride in a cab.
--Mikel K
One of the cats took a small dump
on Scout's desk, while I was away
in Oakland. I'm not sure if it was
a protest dump, signaling the cat's
aggravation with my not being home
for five days, or if there is a greater
significance to it. Either way,
I just cleaned it up, and am going on
about my business.
Where's Monkey?
I've been out of town for five days,
and I have been back, now, for almost half a day,
and I have not yet seen Monkey,
the stray cat who I feed every morning.
I know that my neighbors fed him, while I was away;
I can tell by the amount of cat food left
in the container that I placed on the porch
in front of my home, for them to use.
Monkey probably found a temporary buffet,
somewhere, and will soon return to eating
at my front door.
No Good Loving
I got home late last night,
from the other coast,
and when I lay down on the bed,
my cat did not climb on my chest,
like he always does,
and I wondered if he was mad at me,
for having left him,
or if he was just out of practice now?
Interrupts of drying clothes
I had forgotten to ask Scout
to continue drying the load of clothes
that I was drying when I left for the other coast,
so when I got back, my semi-damp clothes
were still sitting in the drier.
I just pushed the button, to continue
the drying, hoping that everything will be alright.
The time off is micro waved
I have to be at work in two hours,
my isn't it weird how quick the vacation is over.
A pleasant, but expensive cab ride
As the cab driver left the Atlanta airport
he blasted the song, "Staying Alive," by The Bee Gees;
between the music and the car's rapid acceleration,
it felt as if we going one hundred miles an hour.
"Do you like the music?" the driver asked me,
"We used to listen to it in Africa in 1975." he said.
"Yes, I like it I said," I used to listen to it,
and dance to it, and drink gin and tonics to it
in Tallahassee, in 1975, and years beyond.
The ride was costing me $33.50, which considering
the distance that we were covering,
made me gulp, but Omar from Africa was a good host,
so it wasn't as if I was getting badly burned by an asshole,
which so often happens when you ride in a cab.
--Mikel K
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Comments
My cat woke me up at 3 a.m. wanting to play. I pulled the pillow over my head.Instead she completly unrolled the paper towels and then shredded them. I was only gone one night.
We both have cats.
(dude - rewash the clothes with a little bleach. I promise, you'll be happier)