random thoughts – Day 1,735 – (Monday) – meow

As Mondays go, today wasn’t too bad, but that is a relative concept. Last Monday’s shocking, terrible, painful news about the bank being sold and the accompanying likely probability of not having a job for too much longer marked a new low, so most Mondays will probably now be better in comparison. At least until the next round of news.

Meow.

Kiki is being extra special cute lately. I usually eat supper in the living room in front of the TV, and she will stare at me from her chair, slink down from her perch, and walk away as if I disgust her. It’s a dramatic change from the dogs, who would sit at my feet blatantly begging. 

She is more meowy recently, walking around and randomly exhibiting her vocal range and variety of sounds. She will sashay in from the dining room, loop around the footstool, meowing all the way, and sit nearby to look at me and meow some more.

Keeks will run up the stairs with a thundering racket that is disproportionate for her dainty weight of eight pounds, pause halfway, and meow. She will meow again when she reaches the top of the stairs. There is meowing from the dining room when I’m in the living room. I meow back to her, and then wonder what oral contracts I just engaged in.

At 10:00, if I haven’t begun brushing my teeth in preparation for bed, I really catch hell. Kiki will stand in the living room, eyes fixed on me, and meow loudly. It seems she is letting me know that her evening snack is unacceptably tardy and that I’m clearly in violation of the terms of some agreement I previously meowed myself into.