We have lived in this house for almost 14 years. I just noticed Monday morning that we can see Mount Rainier from our living room window. [Okay, that is, we can see it on those rare moments when none of the neighbourhood trees have leaves and it's clear weather.] I can't believe I never noticed it before. As the sun was rising I was sitting on the loveseat when I noticed the bump of the mountain silhouetted between houses/trees. I thought it was a hallucination, but later that afternoon I got out the binoculars to be sure. Who knew?
Pretty funny. So our house has a peek-a-boo view and is worth lots more money, right? Not that we're going anywhere anytime soon. We will enjoy our silly teeny view, we will!
It just seems so insane that neither of us noticed it before. I keep thinking I must have known and just forgot.
This weekend was the kitten's anniversary. We adopted them a year ago and turned Sophia's world into an even more scary place than it had been, what with all the hazards of people looking at you (terrible!) and touching you (even worse!!!), now the horror of kittens. Though I still of course miss Zach--how could I not miss a cat we had for twenty years?--I can't imagine life without Titus who is the most calming presence possible in times of emotional stress (thank you for all the nights when I was too freaked to sleep when you purring by my head was the only thing that kept me from screaming) and Atia who by her wild energy and frequent nudging for attention reminded a freaked, stressed person what really matters: love and play. So thank you, too.
Touch wood and thanks to better living through chemistry, Sophia hasn't peed outside the box since October. We're going to try easing her off the meds in a month or so when her prescription runs out of renewals.
Do I have anything more to say? No, I don't. So, bye for now. Bye. Good night.
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From Les Semaines, Sunday, January 27th, 2008
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