#559: THREE OF THESE THINGS ARE NOT LIKE THE OTHER
The man pictured above is the Palinode. One of the things that I like about him is that he sleeps in until I go off to work in the morning, so I am not woken up prematurely while he gets up and knocks around the apartment. I like to imagine that he annoys our punk neighbours downstairs after I leave instead, whom I am stereotyping when I assume that they sleep in until noon every day of the week in order to keep their late pot-smoking hours, which I have nothing against, and I kind of envy them if that's the case, really, but all of this is beside the point anyway. The fact is that the Palinode is not obnoxious in the wee hours of the morning.
The cat above is Oskar. One of the things I like about him is that he no longer races into the room at 3:00 am to use my face as a launch pad. Another thing I like about him is that he has given up on trying to wake me up at 5:00 am to scoop the cat hair out of his water bowl. He's a quitter. His spirit is broken. These are things I can appreciate, since they have resulted in a calmer, more loveable animal.
The above fall leaves against the blue sky make me feel serene. It's a peaceful image, no? I like to think of this photograph when I fall asleep lately, as it helps me to ignore the nasty acid burn I get in my throat after taking 5-HTP.
The kitten on the right in the above photograph is Onion. At the ungodly hour of 4:30 this morning, he stood next to my head and threw both his front paws onto my eyelids. He licked my left hand until it felt raw. He attempted to give my right nipple a taste. He stalked my water glass. I am wishing that we never thought to let him out of that pet carrier. I am sure that he would not have minded so much once his legs grew too weak to support his own weight.
I am now off to pour myself another cup of strong coffee and check out just how atrocious the deep purple bags are under my eyes. Then, I am going to search for directions on how to hobble a housecat.