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Fitness: I guess it’s alright to bring this back, since these aren’t exactly solemn blog posts. I made it to another low yesterday at 194.6 – finally breaking the 195 barrier. Today, I’m even lower at 193.4, and if I watch my diet and hold steady with the exercise, 190 should be attainable by the end of the month.
On to happier times! |
| The Chronicles of Mouse, Part Two |
I’ve had an emotionally and physically draining week at the office and after especially grueling days on Wednesday and Thursday, the only thing I would have liked in the world is to come home and crash out while snuggling with Mouse, but I had to fall asleep without my buddy. It’s still rough, but it’s good to be able to sit down and go through pictures of happier times.
Investigator of Appliances
Cats tend to be of the curious sort, and Mouse was no exception. He was always checking things out and ending up in places that would not be considered suitable for a cat. Case in point – the washing machine and the dryer.

He knew better than to sneak into one when it was loaded with clothes and ready for use, but if there was a recently emptied dryer or a soon-to-be-filled washing machine with lid open, he’d be in it without fail.

I’m not sure what the allure of it was, but the above picture did make for a great desktop image at one time. I had all of my desktop icons lined up on the left side of my desktop and it looked like Mouse was investigating the shortcuts to my applications.
Aficionado of Fine Birdbaths
When Mouse was still an indoor/outdoor cat, he enjoyed nothing more than drinking heartily from the birdbath on a hot summer’s day.

As soon as fresh water was sprayed in there, he’d be on it and drinking in no time flat. City Kitty, which was the neighbor cat at the time, watched him do this on more than one occasion. She thought it was a good idea as well, so I’d catch her drinking from it too.

Unfortunately, I don’t have any pictures of her doing so, but it’s nice to know my buddy was such an influential teacher.
Basket Case
One of the great things about Mouse is that he would always find ingenious places to sleep.

There’s a furnace grate that he and Bootsie used to trade off sleeping on top off, they’d both sleep by the furnace grate under my bed, but some of my favorite places to see my buddy conked out were some of the most nonsensical.
Seeing him passed out on top of the freezer made sense, as it radiates a lot of heat. Seeing him passed out on a pile of my clothes made sense, because they retained heat and he likely smelled me on them. Seeing him passed out in a little basket that was barely big enough to fit him? What the…

I love his expression that’s a mixture of “Hey, I’m trying to sleep!” and “What are you doing with that thing?” He was always inquisitive, even to his dying day.
The Nuzzler
I wasn’t sure there were any of these documented, though I did manage to find a picture of him nuzzling me. It’s from a much heavier time in my life, but what the hey.

It wasn’t too uncommon occurrence for him to nuzzle my cheek, as when I’d get home from work and pick him up, I’d ask if I could have a nuzzle and lean in for one. 95% of the time, he’d lean back and nuzzle up against my cheek. He’d pop out again after a second or two, so I’d ask for another one. Again, he’d usually oblige. Sometimes he’d even give me thirds.
Suffice it to say, it was always nice to come after a long day and receive this kind of unconditional affection.
Part Three on Monday
I know this blog was a little shorter, but time has been relatively absent since the last one and my weekend is wide open, so part three should be conclusive. Also, huge. I’ll finish this one with another picture of us together in happier (and somewhat thinner, but not compared to now) times.

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Posted on April 2nd, 2010. |
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