Cat in a Box
30 August 2007
Day Fifty-eight at Bristol
Take Two <clap> I am writing this post for the second time. WordPress seems to have swallowed my original post from this day with this photo and title. So, I will attempt to rewrite as many of my original words as possible. This is the first time I’ve ever had this happen, so I’m pretty confused and a might ticked. Here goes . . .
About three weeks ago, I bought myself this cute little striped canvas letter tray for my desk. With Artemis having free range of my living space, and me gone so much, I was worried about my papers gettng scattered and lost. So, I thought I’d keep my stuff contained and add something pretty to my life. I love it. But, so does Artemis.
In the days since I brought the silly thing home, I don’t think Artemis has spent much time sleeping anywhere else! She curls up in it to sleep; she sits in it and watches me; she even lays in it to take her baths! Now, I know that cats like to lay on top of piles of paper, and of course, they like boxes—why didn’t I see this coming? I have tried placing my phone or my camera in the box to discourage her from making herself at home in it, but all that means is that I have to dig the phone out from under the cat to make a call! The lumpiness doesn’t seem to deter her interest at all.
So, I’ve about decided I’ll have to share. I get stuff out of it or put stuff in the box when she’s up and about the room. And when she’s back in the box—I snap a photo or two!
(The other really good photo of her in the box doesn’t show off the box, but it came out great! It’s here at flickr, but unfortunately, I took that one, after I’d already posted this day’s entry to the Daily KRuMB.)
Early today I got some work done in the workshop and then reported for apprentice duty at the glass studio around 2 p.m. We flipped our day there, from the usual early morning, ’cause at the end of the workday at the studio, Ed arrived for his two-hour session he bought at auction to benefit RESCU. He requested a beautiful goblet and a clam-shell style bowl, both of which were different enough from the norm that they were fabulous learning experiences for me.
Midday, I did manage to burn a couple of fingers while holding up the lid of the leer. Nine hundred degrees is plenty hot enough to cook your digits! The rest of the day was a bit uncomfortable for those fingers, especially anywhere near the furnace! But some ice and a few hours later, I’m just fine. As long as I don’t get my hand too hot.
Not much danger of being hot here, tonight, though. My computer tells me it’s 55 degrees in Kenosha—it’s 62 in my living space. I think I’d better go brush my teeth before it gets any colder. That wash house always seems farther away when it’s cold or raining!
And, by the way—I am NOT complaining about this fabulous weather!:-)
~MB
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