With Grave Apologies to Edgar…
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The Tattle Tale Calico
Oft upon an hour early, while I sit word-stuck and surly,
Trying desperately to pry the copy from my head,
My fingers eager to be typing, while my brain continues sniping,
Suddenly there comes a griping, from the cat upon the stair.
An obnoxiously loud demand from the cat upon the stair.
Yowls the calico, “Go to bed.”
Quiet, I call, I know the hour, but her mood remains quite sour,
As words finally begin to flow to the page from my head.
But my concentration she is breaking, with the demand she’s loudly making,
My husband she is surely waking, this plaintive cat upon the stair.
This annoying little tattle tale cat upon the stair.
Yowls the calico, “Go to bed.”…
Yes, yes. I totally mixed my Poe references here. But, let’s be honest. Reading this, you know that’s the very least of the apologies I owe the man. ;)
Anyway. My cat. I have a large calico cat with a larger voice and an even larger self-imposed sense of responsibility for the hours the household keeps. She really feels we all ought to be in bed – all including herself – by midnight and begins sighing, huffing, and attempting to lead us to the stairs about that time every night. But she graciously concedes that we are night owls and doesn’t really begin her loudest demanding until about 2.
It’s hysterical…and annoying. Any time someone is still awake at 2 – which in my case is nearly every night – the cat will come to the stairs and begin yowling with increasingly louder volume for us to come up to bed. So clockwork is her behavior, that our friends have come to rely on her for timekeeping when we have game nights. ‘I bid 500 florin on recruitment card.’ Or ‘Any takers on these sheep? I really need some brick.’ And then the cat starts yowling and we all know it’s 2…time to open another bottle of wine, game for another two or three hours and really piss off the cat. ;)
She is especially bad when only I am still awake and trying to write. Then, not only does she come to the stairs to yowl at me, but she periodically runs to the bed to yowl in my husband’s ear, seemingly trying to alert him to the fact that I am still awake and really ought to be asleep. Obnoxious little tattle tale. It’s not like he doesn’t know his wife is an insomniac and the poor man certainly deserves to be able to sleep without a loud furry interruption. Oh well. At least she cares?
Oft upon an hour early, while I sit word-stuck and surly,
Trying desperately to pry the copy from my head,
My fingers eager to be typing, while my brain continues sniping,
Suddenly there comes a griping, from the cat upon the stair.
An obnoxiously loud demand from the cat upon the stair.
Yowls the calico, “Go to bed.”
Quiet, I call, I know the hour, but her mood remains quite sour,
As words finally begin to flow to the page from my head.
But my concentration she is breaking, with the demand she’s loudly making,
My husband she is surely waking, this plaintive cat upon the stair.
This annoying little tattle tale cat upon the stair.
Yowls the calico, “Go to bed.”…
Yes, yes. I totally mixed my Poe references here. But, let’s be honest. Reading this, you know that’s the very least of the apologies I owe the man. ;)
Anyway. My cat. I have a large calico cat with a larger voice and an even larger self-imposed sense of responsibility for the hours the household keeps. She really feels we all ought to be in bed – all including herself – by midnight and begins sighing, huffing, and attempting to lead us to the stairs about that time every night. But she graciously concedes that we are night owls and doesn’t really begin her loudest demanding until about 2.
It’s hysterical…and annoying. Any time someone is still awake at 2 – which in my case is nearly every night – the cat will come to the stairs and begin yowling with increasingly louder volume for us to come up to bed. So clockwork is her behavior, that our friends have come to rely on her for timekeeping when we have game nights. ‘I bid 500 florin on recruitment card.’ Or ‘Any takers on these sheep? I really need some brick.’ And then the cat starts yowling and we all know it’s 2…time to open another bottle of wine, game for another two or three hours and really piss off the cat. ;)
She is especially bad when only I am still awake and trying to write. Then, not only does she come to the stairs to yowl at me, but she periodically runs to the bed to yowl in my husband’s ear, seemingly trying to alert him to the fact that I am still awake and really ought to be asleep. Obnoxious little tattle tale. It’s not like he doesn’t know his wife is an insomniac and the poor man certainly deserves to be able to sleep without a loud furry interruption. Oh well. At least she cares?
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Date: 2013-12-15 03:39 am (UTC)I think it's neat that you have a "mama cat" keeping tabs on you!
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Date: 2013-12-18 03:50 pm (UTC)When we got our first boy I would wipe him down in a stuff called "Allerpet-C" every single night and vacuum and dust the house every single day. Then one day I found my husband asleep on the couch with kitty ON HIS FACE. I stopped with all the allergy nonsense and my husband (I swear to God) just decided he wasn't allergic to the cats any more. Or more likely grew a tolerance.
Anyway... Cat=love
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Date: 2013-12-18 03:47 pm (UTC)Trying to keep tabs on what she must perceive as her "silly" human. Cats, as we all know, are much smarter than the two legged and must be obeyed at all times.
:)
Also, they don't appreciate the flow of pron at 2am is not to be interrupted.
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Date: 2013-12-18 11:05 pm (UTC)As for the flow of pron at 2am or otherwise, sadly, looking at what I've got so far, I think I'm better off sticking with writing (hopefully) steamy fade to black until I get a lot better at this, LOL!
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Date: 2013-12-19 04:27 am (UTC)(I should talk, I had what I thought was a great idea and its fighting me like hell...) but anyway...
Years ago I wrote something in a scifi fandom that I thought was "Meh" *waves hand* just so-so; however, I occasionally still get comments on it that the story still ...um...works for people.
You never know what kind of kink/mood/feeling/whatever people will be needing at any given moment so don't count your story or prony bits out just because its not doing what YOU need it to do at the moment.
Just my thoughts on the subject and Lord knows I shouldn't be sharing any thoughts while having a hard cider and battling a hormonal headache. (tmi much?)