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and I am so unmotivated to clean the house before leaving ugh.
I love going out of town but I hate the prep work for it.
Well Squish has always been pretty good about it but I guess um… First I got her used to wearing the harness. She has a small dog harness and not a cat harness because I think they’re sturdier. I would put it on her for a few hours a day and then take it off, building up how long she’d wear it for. When her old collar snapped I put her tag on the harness and had her wear the harness all the time til I got her a new collar. So she’s very used to wearing the harness and I think that helps.
It also helps that she LIKES going outside, and also that she comes when I call her. She’s a pretty smart cat. So if I put her in the harness and call for her to follow me, she will follow me out the front door, and walk alongside me down the hallway and steps to go out into the park. I will have to talk to her during the process to keep her engaged because basically calling for her and then talking to her makes her keep coming with me. It’s like calling her to come to me and then keeping it going.
Once we get out into the park I generally set up a blanket to sit on and just let her wander the full length of her leash on her own and let her do her own thing. She doesn’t really like going for walks really, I’ve never met or owned a cat that did. She’ll walk with me to and from the park because she knows it’s time to go out or time to go back in but once we’re at either place she gets to do her own thing. She’s very curious and not a scaredy cat at all so she doesn’t try to run away when she sees big dogs getting walked. She loves to walk right up to all the big pitbulls in my neighborhood and sniff their noses, it’s really cute because she’s TINY. She doesn’t like cars that drive by though and will usually come walk over to me and sit closer when they go past.
And then when I can tell she’s getting tired after being outside for an hour or two I pick up my blanket and call for her to walk back across the street and up the steps and inside with me. She trots along right beside me because she’s ready to go inside.
I’ve taken her to my mom’s before too, where she’s got a fenced in yard with cattery style netting over the top of the fence so it’s enclosed and she can’t climb out over the fence, and it helped her get used to being outside without being scared or trying to run away. But it’s harder to get her to come back inside from the yard because she’s not on a leash or anything and she wants to stay out FOREVER lol.
Anyway I guess I would just get your cat used to wearing the harness and coming to you when you call him and then slowly build up how long you take your cat outside for, and try to take him out into low stimulation settings without dogs, cars, or squirrels to spook him, at least at first.
Tiny cat stares at Alex sleeping on the couch. No lie, I took this picture to defend myself against the onslaught of accusations I’m gonna get from my coworkers who saw us leave together.
Alex is back in town, he got back the day before yesterday. Last night he came into the restaurant with Jose and Eoin, they sat at the bar and drank sake and beer and ate a bunch of food.
We were busy. I was stuck working til like 11pm. At about 1030 Alex left to go drop Jose off about a mile and a half away at his house, and then he came back. We sat with Diane Yang at her table, I had a glass of wine and Alex had a beer. He was mostly talking to Diane’s new gent about his gig in Alaska.
We paid up and left. It was sort of strange, everyone saw us leave together and probably thought we were leaving to go have sex or something terrible. We went to Bryant Lake Bowl and had terrible service, again I had another glass of wine and he had another beer. We sat there talking for like an hour. It was nice to just talk. We talked about his adventures in Thailand and Turkey and Hong Kong and mainland China and especially the time he spent in Greece, he really liked it there. We also talked about his plans for the next two years or so keeping his Alaska gig, and also just a lot of random bullshit about my life and plans.
Afterwards we came back here, it was like old times sitting on the couch with one another chatting, I had YET ANOTHER glass of wine and he had neat whiskey. We sat here talking about his trip some more and about his luck with ladies in other countries and the Tanya and Alex show when that was still happening and also Patrick and I. I was very honest with him, I told him I couldn’t sleep with him and I couldn’t be as bad of a person as I’ve been before. I can’t cheat on Patrick. I care way too much about him and what we have together. Patrick is amazing and it would kill me to mess that up.
I ended up texting with Patrick on the side. I told him Alex came in to the restaurant and we went out for drinks. His response was “Well kick him out of the bedroom lol!” hahaha. Patrick is so awesome. I was like “I can’t, he’s not in the bedroom!” haha. But I didn’t tell him he was on the couch with me because I felt like he might worry. Him and I ended up texting about his fun night in Appleton for his first night of tour. At the same time, I also got into a side conversation with Nate about our upcoming trip to Richmond in August for the GwarBQ.
It was an interesting conversation because Nate expressed feeling strange hanging out with me solo because we used to sleep together, not because of any weird sexual tension or anything but out of respect for Patrick and not wanting to make him uncomfortable. Patrick likes Nate and is super laid back, I probably should have used the “So kick him out of the bedroom lol!” line as an example of how much Patrick doesn’t care if I hang out with exes or previous fuck buddies or flings, but it didn’t seem right to say it. Patrick is secure in our relationship and confident in me though, and it makes me confident in me. It feels nice.
Alex was tired and jetlagged and fell asleep beside me on the couch while I was deep in the aforementioned conversation with Nate. I finished his lowball of whiskey, and then I went and got my dinosaur blanket and put it over him and he scooted down to lay down. I drank some water and went to bed in my bed alone. It was cold without Patrick, I had to shut my window and turn off my fan. It was 430am.
I woke up at like 730am because it was thunderstorming and super boomy. I went and peeked out into the living room and Alex was gone. I texted him to make sure he got home okay and he said the storm woke him about an hour prior and he drove home and was safe. That it was good to see me and was glad we got to hang out ((before I go out of town and he goes to Alaska.)) I fell back asleep til a few minutes ago.
I feel like I shouldn’t have had so much wine and definitely shouldn’t have finished that lowball of whiskey but I hate wasting good whiskey. Hanging out with Alex is good but strange. We both still have feelings for each other but Alex would act on them and I wouldn’t any more. I mean, the impulse is there, but I can’t will myself to do it. And I purposely drank wine last night and not whiskey because I didn’t want to get hammered and have all my inhibitions go out the window.
I don’t know, I’m just rambling. I mostly just wanted to say Alex and I hung out and didn’t fuck and slowly but surely we are becoming regular friends and not whatever it was that we were before.
I’m hoping the transition is less strenuous with Josh in Richmond.
Hello, to go box of magical awesomeness. Mucho gracias to my GM for buying me lunch. I am doing really bad at going vegan. (at Mac’s Industrial Sports Bar)
Pretty pretty :) #nofilter (at Masu Sushi & Robata NE)
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