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San Geraldo usually gets out of bed around 8:30. I usually rise a bit later. But, once SG is up and has cleaned the litter box and given the cats fresh dry food and water, Moose decides it’s time for me to get up and give them their wet treats. Moose begins meowing outside the bedroom door. He might push the door open so he can be seen, but he rarely comes in. He just sits outside the door and stares at me. Meow [wait a beat] Meow [beat] Meow [beat] Meow [beat] Meow [beat] Meow [beat] Meow [beat] Meow [beat] … He can go on for an hour (more if I can tolerate it). I often fall back to sleep only to be awakened again and again. This morning at 9:30 I awoke from a dream. A peculiar collection of musicians and musical instruments were performing, “Hold that Tiger.” It took me a moment to realize Moose was singing the refrain. Hold that tiger, meow, hold that tiger, meow, hold that tiger, meow, hold that tiger, meow, hold that tiger, meow, hold that tiger…
We had dinner with Nick and Alyson last night at Mesón Salvador. A perfect meal in perfect company. We met back at Mesón Salvador this morning for coffee and breakfast. Tonight we’ll meet for dinner out.
Tomorrow are my prep appointments at the hospital. With each passing day, I grow more edgy. I’m not nervous, just anxious to get things going. I’m so grateful to have Nick and Alyson here to share laughs and conversation this week. We never run out of things to do and talk about. San Geraldo has been shocking them I think with the history of his sexual exploits. He has finally admitted that he may have been at least a bit of a slut before he met me.
I’ll be talking with The Kid Brother tonight. I hope he can get his video to work. He hasn’t been able to for the past 2 weeks. I told him to go to T-Mobile for help, but he probably hasn’t. I don’t plan to tell him about the surgery because he’ll simply worry. I’ll tell him next week after it’s done. I let the office manager of his apartment know and gave her SG’s contact info.
I’m going to the podiatrist this evening before dinner to have my feet made beautiful before I go for surgery. I’d get a pedicure (something I’ve never done) but all the neighborhood spas allow their pedicure customers to be fully visible from the street. Not my style. There’s even one of those places where you put your feet in a fish tank and the fish eat away. I think that’s disgusting. Putting my feet into the same tank that’s already contained someone else’s stinky feet? Who knows where those fish lips have been!
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San Geraldo suele levantarse de la cama alrededor de las 8:30. Normalmente me levanto un poco más tarde. Pero, una vez que SG se ha levantado y ha limpiado la caja de arena y les ha dado a los gatos comida seca fresca y agua, Moose decide que es hora de que me levante y les dé sus golosinas húmedas. Moose comienza a maullar afuera de la puerta del dormitorio. Puede empujar la puerta para abrirla para que lo vean, pero rara vez entra. Solo se sienta afuera de la puerta y me mira fijamente. Miau [espera un latido] Miau [latido] Miau [latido] Miau [latido] Miau [latido] Miau [latido] Miau [latido] Miau [latido] … Él puede seguir durante una hora (más si puedo tolerar él). A menudo me vuelvo a dormir solo para despertarme una y otra vez. Esta mañana a las 9:30 me desperté de un sueño. Una peculiar colección de músicos e instrumentos musicales estaban interpretando, “Hold that Tiger” [“Sujeta ese tigre”]. Me tomó un momento darme cuenta de que Moose estaba cantando el estribillo. Sostén ese tigre, miau, sostén ese tigre, miau, sostén ese tigre, miau, sostén ese tigre, miau, sostén ese tigre, miau, sostén ese tigre…
Anoche cenamos con Nick y Alyson en Mesón Salvador. Una comida perfecta en perfecta compañía. Nos reunimos en Mesón Salvador esta mañana para tomar un café y desayunar. Esta noche nos encontraremos para cenar fuera.
Mañana son mis citas de preparación en el hospital. Con cada día que pasa, me vuelvo más nervioso. No estoy nervioso, solo ansioso por hacer que las cosas funcionen. Estoy muy agradecida de tener a Nick y Alyson aquí para compartir risas y conversaciones esta semana. Nunca nos quedamos sin cosas que hacer y de las que hablar. Creo que San Geraldo los ha estado impactando con la historia de sus hazañas sexuales. Finalmente ha admitido que puede haber sido al menos un poco putón antes de conocerme.
Hablaré con El Hermanito esta noche. Espero que pueda hacer que su video funcione. No ha podido durante las últimas 2 semanas. Le dije que fuera a T-Mobile en busca de ayuda, pero probablemente no lo haya hecho. No planeo contarle sobre la cirugía porque simplemente se preocupará. Le diré la próxima semana después de que esté hecho. Le informé al gerente de la oficina de su apartamento y le di la información de contacto de SG.
Voy a ir al podólogo esta tarde antes de la cena para que me arreglen los pies antes de operarme. Me haría una pedicura (algo que nunca he hecho), pero todos los spas del vecindario permiten que sus clientes de pedicura sean completamente visibles desde la calle. No es mi estilo. Incluso hay uno de esos lugares donde metes los pies en una pecera y los peces se comen. Creo que eso es repugnante. ¿Poner mis pies en el mismo tanque que ya contenía los pies apestosos de otra persona? ¡Quién sabe dónde han estado esos labios de pescado!
• Nunca tenemos idea de lo que está viendo Dudo.
• Uno de nuestros vecinos pasó ayer para dejarnos un pastel de limón que hizo para nosotros, solo por el gusto de hacerlo.
• Reduje y organicé mi cajón de camisetas: por escote, peso del algodón, condición, etc. Me quedan 33 camisetas, la mayoría de las cuales estoy seguro que no usaré. Al menos aparté 15 para la tienda benéfica.
Ohhhhhhh my heavens, that “Hold that tiger” connection to Moose’s meows just CRACKED ME UP.
Happy 4th 🙂
I totally understand that concept of feeling edgy in advance of something (so important!) coming up soon.
Judy C:
And I was singing Hold That Tiger for 24 hours until Walt put Chim Chim Che-ree in my head this morning!
The cats have you well trained.
David:
I keep thinking I’m training them. What a yutz!
THANK YOU!
I have been trying to find this song for decades. My father had a 45rpm of this song, which I could still hear after all these decades but couldn’t never remember the name. Now I do! Hugs !
Urspo:
Have you heard the classic Mills Brothers version?
I believe that is the one my father had on his 45rpm
No-one will ever know what cats see, or if they just imagine they’re seeing something…
It’s good to have friends to distract you from feeling edgy. It’ll all be over before you know it! Jx
Jon:
SG watches Dudo and sees “He sees dead people.” Moose doesn’t do it. It’s sometimes really creepy.
Moose looks totally surprised just as Albert did
John:
Those are all Dudo. But Moose does often look surprised… especially when he’s being ignored. How can we ignore the center of the Universe<'
He finally admitted?!?!
Jssw:
After a thorough count, yes.
Love those old cartoons. Maybe Moose saw a vision of Betty Boop.
Kirk:
That’s Dudo. I’ll have top show the video.
Hope all went well with KB.
Now THAT cake looks delicious!
Jim:
No video again, but a great “conversation.” I was Ralph Cramden momentarily.
Dudo and Moose will be wondering where the HELL you are when you’re away in the hospital. Who will give them their treats, they’ll want to know.
Debra:
They’ll shadow San Geraldo, who is a push-over. They probably have him giving them 5 treats a day.
I haven’t thought about Betty Boop in years!
I got to satisfy my craving to hold a cat by visiting one of my grandkitties today. Fortunately he was very tolerant. Dudo looks so cute there.
Kelly:
Our cats won’t be held. Such a shame.
What a funny dream. When my son was a teen we had a cat who was desperately in love with him. If he went in his bedroom without her, she’d sit in the hall and yowl for hours at the closed door. I’m worrying about the surgery in KB’s place. Don’t tell me not to worry. I can’t help it. Think of me as the designated worrier. Feet in a fish tank? Nope.
Love,
Janie
janiejunebug:
Have you seen those pedi spas with the fish tanks? It nauseates me.
I’ve never seen one. I need to google it so I can be nauseated too.
I just googled. That’s disgusting and dangerous. The fish are starved so they’ll eat the skin on feet but some spa owners use a cheaper kind of fish with teeth. They can draw blood and do damage to toenails. People get infections. Yuck! Even if they use the right kind of fish it’s gross and dirty.
Janiejunebug:
Yes. The fish tanks are disgusting. Triple blech. We stayed at a boutique hotel once that had a tiny pond with those fish. I saw a woman with her feet in the water. I took one look at her feet and said, No way! I wouldn’t have followed her into the ocean!
Moose and Dudo were just serenading you in only way they know how — worry only if they wake you up with maniacal laughter!
Tundra Bunny:
I’ve never heard a cat laugh. That would be creepy. Moose does have one meow that sounds exactly like he’s say HEH-WOE! HEH-WOE!
Here’s hoping all goes smoothly. 🙂
Walt the Fourth:
Already had ekg, blood work, and chest x-ray. Going back in an hour to meet anesthesiologist. The first round was a fine-oiled machine! My appointment was at 8 and I left the building at 8:23.
Love me some Dudo!
Not to brag, but the only thing neater than your t-shirt drawer is my t-shirt drawer where they are aligned by color and in the same direction.
Bob,
I prefer them all aligned and by color. But it works better for me to separate them into v or crew neck, weight, and condition — also if they have anything printed on the front. And if I turn them I know easily where to grab. My closet shirts are hung by color. Are we odd?