time for new bloggage...
being up so late last night got me working on a new song. and I'm shocked. new music hasn't made itself known to me in literally 2 years. so I got that going for me. It also left me in a state of total exhaustion all day, leaving me totally incapable of handling something very strange today:
I was sitting playing Mass Effect minding my own business when I heard a scratching at my door. I thought it was the trash vendors that leave the ads, so I ignored it. When t didn't quit, I opened my door and there was a CAT TEARING A HOLE IN MY SCREEN and trying to crawl through it. I thought it was feral since there was no collar and it was obviously crazy. I didn't want it thinking there was food at my house so I got my spray bottle (the same one that I used on my cat when it needed deterring) and gave the thing a spray. It was unfazed, and so I did not relent. When it finally stopped destroying my screen and dropped to the ground it was pretty wet. I shut my door.
Turns out it wasn't feral, just escaped and scared out of its mind that it couldn't find home again. I learned this because the lameass owner came banging on my door wondering if I got their cat wet and throwing all kinds of namecalling my way. That all stopped when I told the owner to send her husband down to talk to me, and then I heard him yelling upstairs, then he peeked over the railing and saw me and decided not to come down.
Learned 2 things:
1. Collar your cat.
2. No amount of rational conversation can overcome someone who has already decided that they're gonna bite your head off.
Sigh. Moving might be good now.
being up so late last night got me working on a new song. and I'm shocked. new music hasn't made itself known to me in literally 2 years. so I got that going for me. It also left me in a state of total exhaustion all day, leaving me totally incapable of handling something very strange today:
I was sitting playing Mass Effect minding my own business when I heard a scratching at my door. I thought it was the trash vendors that leave the ads, so I ignored it. When t didn't quit, I opened my door and there was a CAT TEARING A HOLE IN MY SCREEN and trying to crawl through it. I thought it was feral since there was no collar and it was obviously crazy. I didn't want it thinking there was food at my house so I got my spray bottle (the same one that I used on my cat when it needed deterring) and gave the thing a spray. It was unfazed, and so I did not relent. When it finally stopped destroying my screen and dropped to the ground it was pretty wet. I shut my door.
Turns out it wasn't feral, just escaped and scared out of its mind that it couldn't find home again. I learned this because the lameass owner came banging on my door wondering if I got their cat wet and throwing all kinds of namecalling my way. That all stopped when I told the owner to send her husband down to talk to me, and then I heard him yelling upstairs, then he peeked over the railing and saw me and decided not to come down.
Learned 2 things:
1. Collar your cat.
2. No amount of rational conversation can overcome someone who has already decided that they're gonna bite your head off.
Sigh. Moving might be good now.