Very lazy entry tonight. No story. Technically crummy photo. See, I just got back from a quick trip to Fairbanks. Left yesterday, drove through nerve-wracking snow-storm. Attended birthday party for a matriarch of the Gwich'in Nation, who had just turned 100.
Got almost no sleep. Visited a bit in Fairbanks. Saw no cat. Drove back home; weather good this time. Sat on couch. Saw Pistol and Triscuit crackers. Tryskuit Kracker is in New York City, where she found a well-cared for street cat and told me how I could find it when I go to NYC the week after next.
There was almost no light to take picture of Pistol and Triscuit, especially with this pocket camera. Took picture anyway. Here it is. Tomorrow, I will resume my story telling.
2 comments:
You drove by yourself? I am happy your shoulder has really improved.
I read the other stories too and I was like dont we all find it hard coping with our cats behaviour?
We just relocated to a new place and my cats are behaving so strangely now. They only come out of hiding when am the only one around. Will try and blog abt this come tuesday
I did drive by myself.
Here are pictures from the drive:
http://wasillaalaskaby300.squarespace.com/journal/2008/10/13/i-drive-to-the-100th-birthday-party-for-hannah-solomon-a-bel.html?SSScrollPosition=11
No matter how much one learns about cats, there is always more to learn. Mostly, what I had to learn was to let cats decide for themselves.
Hopefully, your cats will soon adjust. It seems to work that way.
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