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I have scheduled "Loll about" as a recurring weekly task in my personal organizer. I see this as a strike for mental health.

My fleece-lined down coat, which was briefly lying on the floor, is suspiciously damp. Uh-oh. I had neglected the Box for a few days because I was out of litter and had misplaced my credit card. That may have been a significant tactical error.

Jack made his sixth escape in a month while I was coming in the front door. He really, really wants out. Of course, once out, he stands still and stares at the long wall of doors, dumbfounded. It's not what he sees from the window. He doesn't seem to mind being scooped up and brought indoors, though. Could it all be a plea for attention?

The rebuilt PC seems to be doing nicely. Things are much faster. I don't know if that's just because there's less software on it now, or whether they're right who say that from time to time you have to nuke and pave a hard drive, just to get an uncluttered registry.



Mar. 1st, 2010 11:56 pm (UTC)
The thing is, I can't figure out what kind of attention he wants! I try to pet him, he gets up, walks all the way around me, comes back, rubs against me, and flops over. I rub his tummy, and he purrs, but gets up and does the walkabout. This repeats. Eventually he wanders off to do something else.

I feel like he's try to tell me what he wants, but I'm not getting it. And I have the feeling he's bored. All his toys are in the same place as they were in the morning when I come home at night. And when I first got him, he loved his toys.