Thursday, November 06, 2003
Zoe
My buddy Dave and his boyfriend Jason, who both came and visited me in Sydney last year during the Gay Games, are spending about a week in Mexico and have left me in charge of their Washington Park home and kitten Zoe.
It's nice to be watching someone's house in cold "have-a-cocoa-by-the-fire" kind of weather. And, although I don't plan on using their neat living room fireplace or making cocoa, I'm making the most of it with a blanket, Zoe, and some Ben&Jerry's ice cream (which is a perfect substitute for anything, hot or cold).
Zoe actually has the flu (like I did earlier this week), and twice per day I have to squirt antibiotics down her throat and then hold her mouth closed until she swallows. After quoting these instructions to me, Dave's note continued with, "you won't be popular." Yeah, for the thirty seconds of clawing and hacking that it takes to complete the cycle, that's true, but she's the best cat I've ever seen outside of medicine time.
I'm just sitting here with my lap top and she's curled up next to me on the couch purring away (occasionally sneezing a cute little sneeze). Every once in a while, the small heatfan from the computer warms up her paw too which she seems to like.
We talk quite a bit also. We'll be watching a DVD (she really does watch the TV) and she'll sit up and meow in a gargly "I feel sick" kind of way and I'll say meow in a "I don't think I'm meowing on quite the same wavelength, but I understand how you feel" way. She'll let out one final mew of acknowledgement, lick her nose, and then curl back up on my lap.
Thanks Dave.
My buddy Dave and his boyfriend Jason, who both came and visited me in Sydney last year during the Gay Games, are spending about a week in Mexico and have left me in charge of their Washington Park home and kitten Zoe.
It's nice to be watching someone's house in cold "have-a-cocoa-by-the-fire" kind of weather. And, although I don't plan on using their neat living room fireplace or making cocoa, I'm making the most of it with a blanket, Zoe, and some Ben&Jerry's ice cream (which is a perfect substitute for anything, hot or cold).
Zoe actually has the flu (like I did earlier this week), and twice per day I have to squirt antibiotics down her throat and then hold her mouth closed until she swallows. After quoting these instructions to me, Dave's note continued with, "you won't be popular." Yeah, for the thirty seconds of clawing and hacking that it takes to complete the cycle, that's true, but she's the best cat I've ever seen outside of medicine time.
I'm just sitting here with my lap top and she's curled up next to me on the couch purring away (occasionally sneezing a cute little sneeze). Every once in a while, the small heatfan from the computer warms up her paw too which she seems to like.
We talk quite a bit also. We'll be watching a DVD (she really does watch the TV) and she'll sit up and meow in a gargly "I feel sick" kind of way and I'll say meow in a "I don't think I'm meowing on quite the same wavelength, but I understand how you feel" way. She'll let out one final mew of acknowledgement, lick her nose, and then curl back up on my lap.
Thanks Dave.
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