Oh, I’m so going to regret this

April 17th, 2005

Meaning making a cat bed for my cat on the worktable behind my drafting table as I draw:

Beezel is kinda ‘my’ cat–beyond naming him, as the runt he fits my lap quite nicely, whereas the more robustly built Kali and Thurber requires a man’s lap, ie Kip. Who’s been gone this weekend, making all the cats feel out of sorts.

But like I said, as cute as this is, I might not want to make him feel so welcome on my worktable, especially in those times I have, say, work on it. And beyond that, there’s Thurber’s woeful befuddlement as to where Beezel has gotten to:

He’s actually not too wrong direction-wise. Nor looking for him up the door frame.


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