It's the first day of spring and I got to see two woodchucks. One gamboling across the hillside in Libby Hill Park, and the other lurking up in the woods on the hill over the stupid gas station and (in)convenience store. I do enjoy the woodchuckery and it's good to see them out and about after their long winter's nap. Another sign of spring is the pastel haze at the tips of all the trees. Some oak trees turn this lovely, subtle shade of pale reddish gray which if I could get a scarf in that color, it would look great on me. I think they're oaks. I'll have to remember which trees are ghostly pink now and then check them again after the leaves come in. Oz would call them oaks, but then he insists there are only two kinds of trees: oak trees and pine trees.
I like seeing creatures behaving as they ought since I'm not getting enough of that at home. Yes, the cats are still having issues. Rather than getting a cattle prod (Oz says, "No, it'd be a kitty prod."), I'm trying to do this another way. The Feliway. (I didn't buy from the Cat Faeries people, I'm just linking them. Gad, crystals?) I have some of the spray, but I don't think it's enough for hard cases like my cats. I got a couple of the diffusers so my house will be filled with cat pheromones to give my cranky little bastards a sense of peace and tranquility. They're going to be happy and tranquil whether they like it or not.
I bought one of the diffusers at PetSmart where the clerk called me "Sir." Huh? I was so surprised I didn't say anything. I mean, I know I have short hair and no makeup on, but I don't look manly. Soft butch at most. Also, the purse with the big flower on it should have been a clue. After we walked out of the store I told Oz. He laughed and said, "You want to go back and rough him up a little?" No, I didn't think that was quite necessary.
Unlike my cats, I have tranquility to spare. Right?
372 words | March 21, 2007 10:33 PM | Felis Major