The Tabbitarium
A New Job, A Retarded Cat and The Circles in Life Affirmed.
Today ends the old man's first week as a cat rescuing, non-profit open source "guru". Between you and me, mates, he is still the same grumpy old man he ever was.
Tabbies beware! If you get under his feet while he is walking around trying to solve one of his stupid puzzles you are likely to get trampled on. Not that some of us could do a better job at making things easier for him.
For instance, JuliaPurrs, who is half-blind and a little retarded, was pacing in a circle the other day and got stuck in her own head. She kept pacing and finally needed to use the litter box. In her disoriented state, She stopped, pooped where she stood and then started pacing around again. Well you know that after a hundred treks through her pile it was not only all over her paws but smeared all over the floor too! Gross! Now I still don't know if the poor little girl was oblivious to it or if having had her accident was so upsetting that she didn't know what else to do but she just kept trekking as the swath of feces got wider and drier in a circle that marked out her track.
Now at the same time, the old man is pacing around the living room muttering to himself about how 'rsync' and 'scp' will solve some human thing or other and is totally unaware of poor JuliaPurrs in trouble at his feet until his pacing and hers finally intersect and he almost steps on her.
Well, mates, they both jumped a few feet in the air and yelped, which snapped them both out of their respective trances. Then the old man sniffs the air and makes a face. I thought he was gonna yell. He yells at us lot for being cats but we know he is just jealous that we get to eat and sleep and poop and he has to go to work and pay for it all, heh heh, sucker! Anyway, he sniffs the air and then gets all gentle and misty eyed and picks JuliaPurrs up and asks "what did you do, sweetie?" and he cradles her in his arms like a human baby and carries her to the bathroom. He washes her paws off and dried em, then he shows her the litter box, as if she needs it, but any tabby-momma would do the same, so it's the right thing anyway. He pets her a bit and she does relax and use the litter like she should.
Anyway, mates, the old man quit his ecommerce job last week and said he was going to spend more time with us, but in reality, he is just as busy as he ever was and only leaves his computer to pace or to yell at us, or, on occasion, to take care of a crazy blind, undernourished kitten who is so freaked out she is walking in her own poop!
