The Cast - Willy

The Cast - Willy

Wednesday, Jan 6, 2021

Listening to: Primetime - Tied Down

Here he is rather disoriented from a recent move. His WTF?! pose.

I wandered into a animal rescue a decade ago, ready for another medical foster (the previous had been a doozy so we’d taken some time off).

“Wait here, we have an emergency that needs to get out today” was the reply. And a small beige box appeared before me along with medication and a sheet of instructions. The box let out one high pitched “mew!” on the way home. Sounded like a tiny cat although the box was rather heavy.

When finally opened a large forest cat uncurled itself and looked up. “Mew!”.

Willy was pretty much unadoptable. He was dying at the SPCA and after a large number of tests (barium series, the works) was, amongst some physical issues, diagnosed with a severe anxiety/abandonment disorder. If he doesn’t get enough love his body starts shutting down.

So he became the first of a number of “foster fails” over the years. He couldn’t go back into the system and not many people could (or would) be able to meet his various needs. Five homes was enough, he’d found his final one.

Life with him has not been without challenges. He’s a jealous thing who’s bitten partners and acted out when he doesn’t get enough attention. At one point I started playing console games so I’d stay still for at least an hour a day and recharge his batteries. He’s very affectionate and the:

BEST PANDEMIC BUDDY EVER!

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TV makes you a pasty mushroom

TV makes you a pasty mushroom

Friday, Dec 25, 2020

Listening to: Petrol Girls

What to do (on Christmas day) during a worldwide pandemic? Omnipresent rainfall. There are only so many movies, books and video games one can consume. The cat is gently snoring. Not a care.

TV turns you into a pasty mushroom (fight me).

The oven is clean. The cat is brushed. Dog got his Christmas morning walk. Finished my “box a day” unpacking from a recent move. Bathroom clean.

Let’s make a website.

Do it the hard way so as to use as much time as possible. Linux, Nginx, SSL certs, SSH keys, Hugo, Typora and markdown. It’s been a couple of decades since the last site.

NEED another cookie. The upstairs neighbour has been baking shortbread. Must politely beg for more. Or drive-by snatch (just one) when doing laundry. Life’s ethical dilemmas.

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