Baby Crack

Monday, Dec. 17, 2007 - 7:10 a.m.

The cat continues to amuse and annoy, as seen by her worship of OBDave's favorite computer chair:

I am beginning to think that, in addition to being a classically trained cellist, as seen above, Solange might have also been being raised as a potential show cat or possibly a breeder cat. She is physically perfect, with the exception of the benign cysts that were removed from her neck, and I'm thinking it's possible that those cysts are the reason she was abandoned.

Or -- and personally, I think this supposition is much more likely -- somebody spent an assload of money and got a fancy purebreed cat for somebody else who was simply too inept to take proper care of it.

How does a beautiful kittygirl like this, at nearly two years of age, end up having to be spayed and chipped at the county shelter? Didn't her owners know how reasonable this would have been to do at an earlier age?

Oh well. Her background is a mystery, but whoever did own her must have treated her with kindness and gentleness, because if a cranky goo-eyed cat had her eyes examined as many times as OBDave and I have had to do, one or the other of our hands / arms would have gotten removed at the elbow, no questions asked.

Despite having an abundance of dry cat food at her disposal, she continues to miaow anxiously whenever one or the other of us heads to the kitchen. We are suspecting that there must have been some sort of Really Great Snack in her past, and that we just haven't figured out what it is yet.

Just now, as she jumped up to see what I'm doing, chocolate chip rugelach and Cheddar flavored Chex Mix have been eliminated from that list.

My guess is that it was something succulent out of a can.

I'm betting water-packed tuna.

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Late yesterday afternoon, Dave and I went to Disney's California Adventure, where we rode on Soarin' Over California and saw the Muppet 3D Adventure, and then we went over to Disneyland, where I did two things I'd never done there before:

1. I went on the monorail, and
2. I saw the Small World Clock dislay at night:

There's just something about the park that seems to fix whatever's broken in a person.

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We didn't stay for fireworks because we were simply too cold and tired to have enjoyed them, so instead, we left early.

Here was the view we had as we ascended the garage escalator back to the car, and were standing behind a daddy who had his little girl perched on his shoulders:

On the way home, we stopped and bought snacks at Albertsons with an eye toward going home and getting warm and watching DVDs. In the same shopping center as the Albertsons, there is a Chinese takeaway with a memorable name. I am finally able to show you a picture of it because I had my camera with me:

Yummy, yum!

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As OBDave was getting ready for bed, one of the two snaps on his CPAP mask broke.

I went in and got the sewing kit and fastened the strap to the mask, and Dave says it will hold until he can get a replacement.

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I got up early today to make my rounds online and write my post, and this is when I found out Dan Forgelberg died.

I knew he'd been sick for awhile, but this is still a loss for anybody who suffered the pangs of adolescence in the 80s and was sure the song "Longer" was written just for them and their prom date.

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That's it. Have a good Monday.

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