July 30, 2003

supportive

Got fed up with Gimpy Shoe and have come to work without it. Silly Fish. Am already feeling effects of separation anxiety from well-padded support. In own defense, must say that Gimpy Shoe was rather cumbersome and did nothing to alleviate pain from bruising. But injured toes are indeed missing the big blue shoe.

T minus 2 days until The Great Move of 2003. Have packed v. little, but am certain that will be able to get enough ready for guy pals to schlep heavier boxes to new residence. In meantime, Reluctant Kitten seems rather fond of pouncing at yours truly from cardboard box obstacle course. But am fairly certain will not be fond of actual moving day and am wondering just how am going to get claw-bearing creature into cat carrier on said day. Will not be pretty.

Much like intense Cheeto craving that am having right now. What gives with all the cravings? This must be what pregnancy is like. KitKats and Cheetos. And swollen feet. *Gasp* That's it! Must be pregnant!

Indeed not.

Posted by This Fish at July 30, 2003 09:34 AM
Comments

Ooooooh!!! A KitKat baby!!! Where are you registered?

:-P

Posted by: Ari at July 30, 2003 10:23 AM

Weight Watchers :-P

Posted by: Fish at July 30, 2003 10:45 AM

Fantastic - too funny!!

Posted by: Ari at July 30, 2003 01:11 PM

Thanks. I was trying to avoid the kitchen for a few more hours, but I guess now with all your food-talk and such, it's not meant to be.

Oh well. Like your stuff.

Posted by: Zeke at July 30, 2003 02:22 PM

I've heard Gimpy Shoes are all the rage in Paris for the fall season.

Posted by: Texas T-bone at July 30, 2003 03:06 PM

The key to getting a cat into the carrier is to have the carrier standing on end so that the open side faces up, and then find the kitty and innocently pick it up. Then when it least expects it, dump it in the open carrier and close the door quickly. Having it on its end makes it much harder for the kitty to jump out, giving you the crucial extra second to close the door.

Posted by: dahl at July 30, 2003 03:10 PM

When my cat moved across the country, she hid and literally didn't eat for almost a week straight, but I think that was more the aftershock of flying on a plane with someone she didn't know.

More recently I moved her across town, and she was totally fine. Explored every inch of my new room the very first day.

Posted by: jennn at July 30, 2003 04:32 PM