Tonight

(with apologies to Leonard Bernstein and Stephen Sondheim.... to the tune of "Tonight" from West Side Story)....


Tonight, Tonight
Won't be just any night
Tonight there will be lint rollers here....

Tonight, Tonight

I see my cat tonight

And tonight there will be kit-ty furrrrrrrrr....

Today the minutes seem like hours
The hours go so slowly
And still I'm stuck at work....

Oh, clock
Move fast
And make this endless day
Endless night
TONIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!

7 day into exile...

A whole week has gone by without Sierra. It is sooooo weird here. I keep waiting for her to meow thru the door when I get home. Chuck waits for her to come out and throw herself on the floor in front of his foot.

Meanwhile, over at Kates house... she is getting along quite well without us. Figures.

I'm going to visit her next week.... YIPPEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

News from the new home...

{sigh} Sierra is doing better than I am.... Kate says she is pretty calm while the resident cat, Lily, has a fit, hissing and barking at the newcomer. Sierra just sits there and gives Lily the 'whatever' look. Sierra has been hiding under the bed a lot, but Kate pulled her out Monday and my kitty played with the feather toy... and she made herself right at t home on the bed.. much to Lily's dislike....

Sierra will do well. Kate is happy.

Chuck and I miss her.

Day Two...

Quiet... it's too quiet in here.... she would have loved going out on the patio yesterday. And then in. And then out. And then in. And then out... But she would have liked it. Without Sierra, my laundry is destined to never make it into the closet.... I used to hang my pants in the closet as soon as I got back from laundry. Now, I don't worry about collecting cat hair, so they are still hanging on the garment rack in the sewing room. Oops.

She wasn't here to meow at me when I put my oatmeal in the microwave. (She always assumed that the bowl was full of Little Friskies in gravy for her.)

{sigh} This too shall pass. I will see Kate today and see how the weekend went...

Day One...

Today is the first full day at home in 10 years without a little furball or 2 winding around my leg, getting in the way when I walk down the hall, running from the vacuum cleaner, meowing for treats... It feels a little sterile here. The cat tree
is still in the living room with the feather toy hanging off it... but most of the other toys are put away.








Sierra moved to Kate's house yesterday morning amidst lots of tears and loud "Mommy, I'm not happy" meows. I know Kate will love her as much as I do... but it's a little unsettling to come home and not have my purr-kitty meet me at the door... to not feel her jump on the bed in the middle of the night... to not feel her against my leg as I fall asleep... to not see her little paws creep over the arm of my chair as she whines about sitting in my lap.

I keep telling myself it's only for a month.. that she will be back because something didn't work out at Kate's... too much hair, too much scratching, too much fighting with the resident cat, Lily.... but Kate was serious when she looked at me and said that she fully expects this to be a permanent move for Sierra.

I know this is the right decision... to go to someone I know and trust is far better than going to someone I don't know. Kate says I can come visit any time... I think I will wait a few days until she gets acclimated and I can quit sniffling all the time.

On the bright side... at least Chuck will be able to spend time at my place not worrying about where he sits and what he touches... that will be a change for the better.

In the mean time, I think I will go wallow in one of the five stages of grieving...

Thinking...

too long gone,,,,,, too little blog.......