This morning I woke up around 5. Insomnia is a weird thing for me, strikes at odd times and often, like today, it strikes when it is conceivable that I *could* be awake but I so don't want to be.
And then there is Caesar. Sweet, 10 year old Caesar, who is a true loverboy when he wants to be. He is purring so loudly I can barely hear myself type. I need to put him on tape (boy, that just aged me) or something because his purr is something I cannot imagine doing without.
Loud, growly and almost symphonic in its tonal changes, his purr transcends the average happy cat purr. His purr is that of a much bigger cat but he works it nonetheless.
As soon as I'm up, I turn on the bathroom sink for him (just a little bit) so he can get a fresh drink of water. After I do this (and today, I crawl back into my cozy bed), he starts his happiness symphony which resonates throughout my bedroom. He is lying on my "guest" pillow, just purring away. Ahh, the sounds of a happy kitty make my heart sing.
It is a part of the soundtrack to my life and I love every moment.
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Saturday, January 30, 2010
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Monday was weird.
Not that all Mondays aren't weird in their own way, but ...
1. I didn't feel well, stayed home from work.
2. Ceiling leak reported to condo association.
3. Caesar had a urinary tract infection, $208 later he is back home on meds. A much happier kitty.
4. Family (aunt and cousin) were in town, had dinner with them and Sister at my house.
5. My Stepbrother M crashed a plane yesterday and walked away.
Number five might need a bit of an explanation but suffice to say I have five stepbrothers and the youngest is a Purdue aviation student. He has his pilot's license and was giving a lesson yesterday when a wind shear toppled over the plane he was in (a student pilot was at the helm) while it was landing. Apparently the airport authorities told him that they had never seen anyone walk away from a crash that bad. Apparently I will see pictures of the (totalled) plane over the 4th of July weekend.
The weirdest part about this is that the night before I had a dream about Colleen, a friend of mine from elementary school and beyond. She was killed piloting a plane over Lake Michigan eleven years ago this month. I was talking to her in the dream and I woke up in a panic, not knowing whether I was really talking to her or just dreaming, it was that real. I felt completely out of sorts when I woke up. I sat up in bed, shaking my head, wondering where I was.
Then today my Sister and I receive a call from our Mom about M.
Weird day.
1. I didn't feel well, stayed home from work.
2. Ceiling leak reported to condo association.
3. Caesar had a urinary tract infection, $208 later he is back home on meds. A much happier kitty.
4. Family (aunt and cousin) were in town, had dinner with them and Sister at my house.
5. My Stepbrother M crashed a plane yesterday and walked away.
Number five might need a bit of an explanation but suffice to say I have five stepbrothers and the youngest is a Purdue aviation student. He has his pilot's license and was giving a lesson yesterday when a wind shear toppled over the plane he was in (a student pilot was at the helm) while it was landing. Apparently the airport authorities told him that they had never seen anyone walk away from a crash that bad. Apparently I will see pictures of the (totalled) plane over the 4th of July weekend.
The weirdest part about this is that the night before I had a dream about Colleen, a friend of mine from elementary school and beyond. She was killed piloting a plane over Lake Michigan eleven years ago this month. I was talking to her in the dream and I woke up in a panic, not knowing whether I was really talking to her or just dreaming, it was that real. I felt completely out of sorts when I woke up. I sat up in bed, shaking my head, wondering where I was.
Then today my Sister and I receive a call from our Mom about M.
Weird day.
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