Tue 27 Feb 2007
…And It Started Off So Well
Posted by cindy under Cilly Stuff , Mental States at 10:25 am[7] Comments
Dodo was audacious last nite. Twice, he tried to go onto my super duper expensive chenille La-Z-Boy, causing me to yell, which in turn caused him to dart off with a guilty “rawr!” and settle down on the carpet. Twice, I walked into my bedroom to find him lounging in the middle of my bed. The boy knows he’s not supposed to be on furniture! As it is I let him hang out on the backs and arms and the middle section of the tri-sectional couch (which I will be soon rid of as I take over my parents’ cream leather couch). So in the middle of the night, feeling bad for the forlorn looking kitty gazing at me with wide round eyes, I got my sacrificial chenille sweater, folded it up, and put it on the floor next to my bed. He happily took that over, kneaded it while purring loudly, and slept on it like it were a pillow. So I got my little taste of heaven around 4am. The cat’s purrs dissolved into the increasing volume of a rainfall. Thus were the sounds around me as I was lulled into a deep comfortable sleep, curled up between flannel sheets underneath a heavy cotton Chinese comforter. As I drifted, I pictured all my neglected plants and flowers happily drinking up rainwater. I’m sure I smiled in my sleep.
That is, until the stupid nightmare where I dreamt I was on a large ship to go to China, and somehow my family was also on the cruise, and during the family banquet, Mr. W was missing and I was thinking he didn’t want to do the formal banquet so he must be enjoying the gambling floor or something in his sloppy clothes. I called Jordan to tell her to put on her formal dress and to invite her to the banquet, and when she picked up, she said hello and presumed I’d called looking for Mr. W, and I heard a shuffle as she handed him the phone! I demanded why the hell he wasn’t at the banquet, that’s the whole reason we’re on this freaking cruise, and he said because he’d wanted to see San Pedro and apparently, Jordan was on her way out to explore San Pedro and so he just went along with her. I was livid. (I also didn’t even know we were docked at San Pedro.) I yelled at him so loud that I had to leave the banquet hall to avoid the curious looks from other guests, and I walked out into the hallway and yelled so loud THERE that I got more looks.
This morning, I’m mad at Mr. W and at Jordan. Hmmph! Of course, Jordan can redeem herself by posting on her blog so that we can have something new to read. 🙂
i used to see him sit on your bed. inf act, the first time i ever met him, he was in the middle of your pretty big bed. and i thought,”what a very large cat!”
He used to be allowed on my bed when I had a different blanket from which cat hair brushed off very easily. Now I’ve been breaking him of the habit (or so I thought) of being on any furniture at all.
also, i feel the same way about getting mad in a dream. i have yelled out loud a few times. and when i wake up, i am still mad.
Yeah, sometimes when a dream is unusually intense, I have lingering feelings for up to a few days. Guys don’t understand that you can’t just turn it off and they accuse us of being stupid, confusing a dream for reality, but we’re not CONFUSED, we just have remnant feelings that need time to fade off. I’ve woken up totally in love with someone I didn’t use to have any attraction for, and THAT’d get uncomfortable when I have to see them in person.
My kitties do that, too. Except they are on the dining table to get to the window, climb counter tops and eat my bamboo’s leaves. And the funny thing is I’ll be coming home see them in the window, they see me and when I walk in all of a sudden they are on the floor just hanging out as if it never happen and as if I can’t put two and two together and figure out that they had to climb on something to get onto the window. Did Dodo go on it right after you were there? A lot of times they do that, go sit on your spot that you were just on. I’d like to think that they want to keep it warm for me while I am gone.
When Dodo tried the 1st time, he got on the chair right after I vacated it, so I had to turn around and yell, “HEY!!” and he leapt off. The 2nd time, I was actually IN the chair sideways, asleep w/the TV on, my head on the right armrest. I hard a shuffling next to my head and I opened my eyes and my face was met with Dodo’s face as he had climbed onto the armrest of the sofa perpendicular to the La-Z-Boy and was leaning waaaay over to step onto the armrest where my head’s at. He froze as soon as he realized I was awake and he retracted the out-reached paw and settled back down on the sofa’s armrest, where he stayed until I went upstairs to bed and then he followed me up. I guess you could see it as him keeping the seat warm for me, except that he doesn’t give it up when I get back.
uhm.
That’s it.
I’m going to purposefully get mad at you in my dreams tonight.