Sometimes, You Punt

Or, the cats do. Either way.

Hi! Welcome to The Night Shift, where just about anything is up for discussion. It's almost 4AM as I start this post.

The pets are fussy off and on. (This includes Kona, the neighbor's Great Pyrenees; she is, more often than not, leading the charge, with my crew barking/crying/growling backup; that’s how it's done at oh-dark-thirty in the morning, dontcha know). Parkour and Max have been put to bed for the night, but that unfortunately doesn't stop the fusses.

Anyhoo. I've got coffee..blessedly hot, hot coffee.

It's cold out tonight, with the wind chill making it feel even friggin’ colder. Be a great night to have the wood stove lit if I had one. I don't. I've been up Himself's butt to get a wood stove installed, but he's stubborn.

ahem

So.

Let's get into it.

There's been a bit of an adjustment or three around here since Lou went over the Rainbow Bridge. Lou used to be the guardian of the house..and I do mean the guardian. A role that is now apparently split between Max, Parkour and..Chevy. I can see Max and Parkour stepping more firmly into the shared role as Parkour finishes growing up and Max figures out how to live in a home. Chevy, for his part, has always wanted to be a badass cat, but..none of the other pets believe him because he's really a lovebug. sigh

Anyhoo.

Speaking of Chevy, he's also picked up where Lou left off, snuggled up with me as I type. Lou used to drape himself over my shoulder as I typed; he could snuggle and not be in my way. Chevy is having none of that, thankyouverymuch, and has taken to plopping himself dead in the middle of my chest or in my lap, or, sitting on the keyboard proper. Chevy's all about me being present with him and will have nothing less.

That leaves Cooper. Cooper has also become quite the snugglebunny himself since Lou passed. Cooper also likes to ‘help’ me by way of plonking himself in the middle of what I'm doing, or, adorably, on the edge of what I'm doing, while giving me a look that clearly asks ‘am I doing this being sociable thing right, mama?’

So. In order to maintain peace, harmony and an at least semi-regular posting schedule, it's looking like I'm going to be doing less writing, and more podcasting; I, and the rest of us, must accept this.

Never did it become more obvious that more podcasting is the way it's going to be, than just a bit ago, when I was curled up on the couch with the cats, when both of the Tuxie Twosome decided that they needed me..at the same time.

The tuxies worked it out, of course (it is a good thing that I am stretched out across the couch), but it was yet another reminder of changes that have come, and, changes yet to come.

For now, this is all.

Talk again soon!