Long Week

I had a pretty bad week.
My personal life has been pretty stressful and my work life isn’t much better. I wish I could complain about my work life using some hilarious metaphor, but I’ll just sit on it for now as I am legally bound to do, and then complain like hell later on.
Steve Martin came to me in a dream on Wednesday morning and told me everything was going to be all right. I took this to be a good sign, even though, at the time, I think he was referring to an earlier dream where a clothing store worker got fired because I couldn’t pick out a shirt fast enough.
When I came home on Friday, I took a nap almost immediately, woke up to do important internet things like check my mail and Stumble Upon websites, then went back to bed even though I wasn’t really tired.
Now, the thing that’s great about cats is the opposite of what’s great about dogs. You have to earn a cat’s respect, and you can’t just scratch its ears and expect it to return affection. Scamp has two modes: Sweet Cat and Frisk. Frisk occupies 70% of the time we’re at home, and it mainly consists of Scamp being a razor beast and attacking our feet every time we pass him by. Sweet Cat comes out mostly in the mornings and he rubs up against me, making me wish I didn’t have to go to work and could pet him all day. The trick here is that he’s just reminding me to give him breakfast, and he won’t actually miss me because he sleeps from 8:00 to 5:00 every day and probably doesn’t even notice I’m gone.
So when Sweet Cat emerges in the afternoons and evenings, it’s a rare treat indeed.
Maybe it was cat-uition (cat intuition, not the price a cat pays to go to college), but after my horrible day on Friday, when I went to bed for the second time, Scamp curled up next to me, licked my arm, and then put his paw on it and fell asleep. It felt like he was shaking the whole bed with his purrs, and I was lucky I had taken a nap earlier, so I could stay awake for a little while and enjoy his company.
So thanks, Steve Martin and Scamp, for making this week more tolerable.

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