Around ten this morning, the light changed as the front moved through. "Turning the swift air luminous and strange."*
Snow. Snow and rain. Snow and rain and wind and a perfectly marvelous day. Went for a long walk, lunch, and the watery snow iced down. Still falling, though to little measurable result, pouring along streets, puddling coldly. Days like this make me miss Boston, where it rained reliably and routinely, and I was out in it every day.
We watched Happy-Go-Lucky with the audio commentary before sending it back. Nothing new, really. But I found myself not wanting to let go of the characters, have one more cup of tea with them. Get to hear more of their stories, watch them grow a little more. The story is more a study of characters, and I love knowing that they will all be fine. Well, maybe not one, but that's his own doing. All of them will stay with me for a long time.
Practicing the ukelele. Slowly, so that I don't make my fingers so sore I won't practice tomorrow.
Moby content to knead the woollyness. (The fur is not quite grown back on his front legs, which they shaved for the blood draw & IV.)
*From a poem, but this is about all I remember of it, and will gladly give credit if I figure it out.
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Dear Moby! Our old Ginger we had as kids used to do that with anything woolly. Only he used to pick up a mouthful of it and suck too, so our jumpers used to get soggy pokes in them. They reckoned it was because he was orphaned too young and didn't get to suckle enough. We didn't mind though.
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Lucy,
A fairly common quirk of cats, wool sucking. Moby just kneads, thankfully. But he will find any wool and snuggle in. He was also purring like mad, but the sound didn't get picked up.
Oh, that line sounds so familiar! Macbeth and Coleridge both popped into my head, but google seems never to have heard of it.
What gentle kneading. [Bear] pulls his paws well back for a better punch. With much of his 20 lbs. behind it, and razor-sharp claws enthusiastically extended, it's a might uncomfortable to be his kneadee of choice.
Bear is a cat to be reckoned with.
Moby is really very gentle and respectful, and very very polite.
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