Zach's job has taken him to the state capitol for a few days. Thus, from tonight on, it's been kitty and I alone in the apartment. I've managed to keep myself busy... but, with my living quarters sans Zach, I've discovered a few functions he's served in this family that I never noticed before:
1. Zach cooks: As luck would have it, he also cooks plenty. So, I've been picking my way through leftovers for meals to prevent me from exercising the smoke detector's batteries.
2. Zach keeps the cat busy: I had to let her outside earlier this evening, as I was unable to get any item of school work done with her moping around, meowing, and this adorable (yet disruptive) curiosity. Apparently, while I usually churn away with papers and readings, Zach's usually kept the cat occupied.
3. Zach keeps me from hitting the panic button: When Suzie didn't come back to the door to be let in after being out for four hours, I spent a half hour walking around the neighborhood looking for her. I considered the matter urgent enough to dash out of the apartment in 28ºF foggy weather wearing sweatpants, a t-shirt, one glove ("No time to find the other!!!"), a knit cap, and leopard-print flip-flops. And what I lacked in cell phone and apartment keys I made up for in a mobile phone with a dead battery and a bag of kitty treats. I found her two blocks from home, carried her squirming and scratching home (she obviously enjoyed herself tonight), and discovered to my simultaneous relief and horror that I'd left the door unlocked. After getting the cat in and eating five or six Oreos, I picked her back up (with one gloved hand and one ungloved hand), looked her in the eye, and said, "I can't say for sure, but I'm willing to bet that you're the smartest mammal in this room."
All-in-all, the sooner Zach gets home, the better.
Posted by James at November 30, 2005 09:57 PM