Posts Tagged ‘Cat’

  1. Am I…? Yes, yes, I am.

    November 17, 2007 by ChiaLynn

    Someone who wants to sell me both nursing and travel services likes my blog… (I do enjoy browsing the spam file occasionally.)

    I’m days behind on NaNoWriMo. Days. I’m about to start working on it, as soon as I’ve finished blogging. I’ll write on the drive to Wyoming for Thanksgiving, as well. And in Wyoming. I have not yet admitted defeat. (And I’ll be going to the TGIO party whether or not I finish it…)

    I’m trying to type with a cat in my lap. Last night, I was trying to type with my husband on my left arm. I persevere, regardless.

    See, I used to think that a blog post needed a thesis. A theme. A point, even.

    Now I’m just babbling.


  2. My cat is an Anglophile

    June 12, 2007 by ChiaLynn

    It all started with John Rackham, of Rogues Yarn. He came to stay last year, after the Fringe, and Schokie soon learned that she could control him with the power of her mind. “Pet me, English,” she would demand, sitting at his feet, staring hard. And, obediently, John would bend to stroke her. Then he went home. She misses him terribly. Her Jedi powers don’t work on us.

    Now this.

    Schokie loves Marmite



    NovySan and I went to England in March, and Ben Shockley (also of Rogues Yarn) introduced us to Marmite. We thought it was disgusting. And then we couldn’t stop thinking about it. So we tried it again. And it was still disgusting, but we liked it anyway. And then we came home. And we were still thinking about it. So we bought some, at the Indian restaurant across the street. And this morning, Schokie sat at NovySan’s feet, demanding a bit of whatever he was having, and so he gave her some. She licked it off his finger, and then kept licking, even after she’d gotten it all.

    She’s fond of the occasional G&T, as well.

    Schokie is NOT a lush