Thoughts right now as I ride
Oct. 28th, 2009 09:30 pmThe cat is humping my bathrobe. No need to say which one if you are familiar with my cats. That one. With all the spots. He's not just casually doing this, either; no, there's some concentration going on, and he's been at it for about a minute and a half. I didn't know that a gelded cat could get an erection. At least he doesn't spray. Geez, man, not on my bathrobe, ok? Can't you get a room or something?
And then I think, wait, who am I to judge my kitty's expression of his unique gender and sexuality? (And he expresses it, let me tell you). Maybe I should get my noisy bike trainer at 7:00 at night out of the bedroom and give him some privacy. Wait, though, it's still my bathrobe, I get a say.
Now he fell asleep on it. Aww, kitty.
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Speaking of pedaling trainer at night, wow, I forgot the effects of being rested in the sense of bike training. This has been a year of heavy emotional stuff...Kestrel and Lucy moved out a little over a year ago now, Kestrel and I called it off for good only in May...and the most useful method I've found of working through it is riding the hell out of my bike, mostly on the trainer. It's actually been really great fun and I feel wonderful, but the result is that I put in as much time and intensity as amateur racers. (I'd be an awful racer, though...lack of balance and handling skills would kill me. MTB may actually suit me more).
So when I haven't ridden for a few days...and there were only 2 major rides in the last 2 weeks...I get so rediculously full of energy that I can't sit still. I was just agro all day today, so I got home and hopped on a bike, and am now much happier at hour 3.5. Riding is a scream, and I have been pounding at the trainer for a good three hours with no sign of being tired. I'm peaked! Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
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Coba is curled up next to Jezebel's ruff. The housefox is using the wolf's mane as a pillow. It's true. They can't be photographed because they are asleep behind my bedroom door, and moving that would wake them up, but oh awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.
I'm really happy to see that Jez is accomodating so well to the collie pack. For a couple weeks after Pryderi's death, she spent a lot of time in her kennel, in a surly mood and generally avoiding us. She's the last of my wolf pack, and has never been without another of her kind, but she seems to be really comfortable playing and snuggling with these colliepupthings now. I'm glad; I want her age to be happy.
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Listening to a whole lot of Tori Amos right now. What weird and awesome music. Got to make sure I don't blare it at my neighbors at 10 p.m, as my sense of musical volume does weird things when I pedal. Although blaring Tori Amos at my neighbors (hey, they play country loud...) is kind of conceptually funny.
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That cat is still sleeping on my bathrobe. His bathrobe? Well, at least until I wash it. Nice that he doesn't want my underwear like the puppies do.
And then I think, wait, who am I to judge my kitty's expression of his unique gender and sexuality? (And he expresses it, let me tell you). Maybe I should get my noisy bike trainer at 7:00 at night out of the bedroom and give him some privacy. Wait, though, it's still my bathrobe, I get a say.
Now he fell asleep on it. Aww, kitty.
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Speaking of pedaling trainer at night, wow, I forgot the effects of being rested in the sense of bike training. This has been a year of heavy emotional stuff...Kestrel and Lucy moved out a little over a year ago now, Kestrel and I called it off for good only in May...and the most useful method I've found of working through it is riding the hell out of my bike, mostly on the trainer. It's actually been really great fun and I feel wonderful, but the result is that I put in as much time and intensity as amateur racers. (I'd be an awful racer, though...lack of balance and handling skills would kill me. MTB may actually suit me more).
So when I haven't ridden for a few days...and there were only 2 major rides in the last 2 weeks...I get so rediculously full of energy that I can't sit still. I was just agro all day today, so I got home and hopped on a bike, and am now much happier at hour 3.5. Riding is a scream, and I have been pounding at the trainer for a good three hours with no sign of being tired. I'm peaked! Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
*
Coba is curled up next to Jezebel's ruff. The housefox is using the wolf's mane as a pillow. It's true. They can't be photographed because they are asleep behind my bedroom door, and moving that would wake them up, but oh awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.
I'm really happy to see that Jez is accomodating so well to the collie pack. For a couple weeks after Pryderi's death, she spent a lot of time in her kennel, in a surly mood and generally avoiding us. She's the last of my wolf pack, and has never been without another of her kind, but she seems to be really comfortable playing and snuggling with these colliepupthings now. I'm glad; I want her age to be happy.
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Listening to a whole lot of Tori Amos right now. What weird and awesome music. Got to make sure I don't blare it at my neighbors at 10 p.m, as my sense of musical volume does weird things when I pedal. Although blaring Tori Amos at my neighbors (hey, they play country loud...) is kind of conceptually funny.
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That cat is still sleeping on my bathrobe. His bathrobe? Well, at least until I wash it. Nice that he doesn't want my underwear like the puppies do.
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Date: 2009-10-29 05:28 am (UTC)Pets are so fun!
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Date: 2009-10-29 02:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-29 06:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-29 12:13 pm (UTC)Probably the best news in the post was that Jez seems to be adopting the collies as her new pack. This can only be a good thing; least her elderly years won't be lonely ones.
And you have more stamina on a bike then I had on my best days! Nowadays you'd just leave me in the dust, save for the fact that you're just too gosh-darned considerate to do so. :)
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Date: 2009-10-29 02:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-29 10:45 pm (UTC)And yes, they can spray. Male or female, they can still spray after being fixed. Trust me >_
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Date: 2009-11-04 06:19 am (UTC)Speaking of little ones, I have some Harvest Eggs for you, the ones Only Available during Halloween. Need transfer soon!
sleepies... licks your cheek and toddles off for nap time.
mcx
ps, I've been contemplating adding a kitten to my house... and LO... this morning when i put out food on back patio, little white stray kitten curled up with my black cat frost!!! Frost is 18 about, and other than her one litter, has not had a chance for being a momma. She steals my soak balls though and seems to be mothing them. Now she has a real kitten to play on.
ni ni!
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Date: 2009-11-04 06:41 am (UTC)Oh man, I would LOVE a harvest egg...I tried a bunch and couldn't get any. :( Very sad. I have 4 eggs on the scroll now, so I should have room if you're willing to log in as me and do the drop thing like you did before. I don't trust myself to fineagle it.
Oh, little stray and Frost sound wonderful; I'm glad that she found a kitten. How sweet! Pictures, I hope?
I took in Trucker, my mom's ex-cat with a sad story. Trucker is firmly mine and is slowly adjusting to my critter complement; she spent the night curled up with Magic recently, which was beautiful to see.
/skritch skritches the Moonkitty/
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Date: 2009-11-05 03:03 am (UTC)Look to your scroll!!! I fed your dragons and encouraged some to grow up a bit. heh... Then I slipped in an egg and a hatchie. This time I was smart and got lots of extras, so I could afford to lose a few in transition. So egg and hatchie made it, even if I lost three or four others. sigh... I notice TJ made them male and female, the implication is they are breedable. I am waiting to see if anyone whose Harvests are grown up are able to have babies.
I'm waiting very patiently for a certain delicate Vampire hatchie to grow up. I'm up for the next egg it produces.
mcx
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Date: 2009-11-05 11:15 pm (UTC)Hmm...maybe you could rent a cat trap and coax her in that way? Or perhaps open the door and hide behind it, feeding Frost something wonderful all the way in the house, and when both are busy nomming, close the door on them. Once you have your hands on her, I'm sure she'll calm down.
SQUEEE, dragons! Thank you so much. I'm sorry you lost a couple in transition; that's rough. Wish the game had an official trade function like chicken smoothie, but I guess that would change it. (Do you play the CS pet game?) What's the deal with the vampire dragons? I notice that someone bred 2 pinks and got a vampire on Halloween...wish I'd tried it.
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Date: 2009-11-06 12:56 am (UTC)loves onna jackel
play bites her scruff *^_^*
mcx
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Date: 2009-11-06 05:42 am (UTC)/yipwags! and scufflepounces you/