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One Cat, Two Cat; Old Cat, New Cat...

Huh. I guess July was kind of a bust for me, update-wise. I should break out of my apathy and actually write up thoughts on the new season of Stargate: SG-1 and Atlantis, instead of just posting drive-bys to other people's LJs. (In short: am *loving* SG1's S8 so far; am quite liking SGA.)

But in the meantime...

What? Some of you are saying. A new cat? What was wrong with the old one? Nothing, except Emily was BORED. Well, she AIN'T BORED NOW, I can tell you that!

Honestly, I had been intending to get a second cat after we were settled into the apartment (and since it's coming up on a year, I guess I have to admit we're settled now; although I *STILL* do not have a bathroom window). Emily was used to living with other cats (specifically, my_tallest's Stasha, and maxineofarc's Theo), and seemed to like it once they all got used to each other. And I could tell she was bored living by herself.

This coincided with going on 12-hour drives to and from Ohio with raqs's stepmother Linda, who is a lovely person who cannot say "no" to the adoption of cats in need. We were discussing cats -- the way you do -- and I happened to mention the above theory about finding a friend for Emily, to which Linda almost inevitably replied, "Have I got the cat for you!"

Morgan is a 7-year-old calico female who is (telepresence will verify) almost pathologically friendly. (Well, she's friendly; she's also needy and releasing many years of pent-up desire for attention.) Apparently she was, like, omega-cat in Linda's household and was being beat-up on (she came complete with ragged ear, and a bloody scratch across the nose as a going-away present from Linda's son's cat), so she was relegated to a life of hiding and/or pain and terror. Look at this face. Isn't she a sweetie?

I happened to know from Emily's experience with the previous two roommates' cats that she's fairly nonaggressive and mild, so I had a feeling this would be good for both of them. Emily would get a friend, and Morgan would get a cat that was unlikely to beat up on her. (Other advantages to adopting Morgan were: getting her from someone who knows her history, so I could find out about her personality before adoption; and Linda's being willing to take her back if things truly don't work out, which beats getting a cat from a shelter.)

Have had Morgan for about 10 days now. Initially there was wariness, and some territorial vocalizing by Emily. By early last week, though, I was pretty much able to let them be together, without too much trouble. I think some of the lingering problem is that they keep freaking each other out. They will each make some peaceful overtures, but the other will be unsure if it's play or an attack, and puff up, and then we get a spat and hurt feelings for a while.

These pics were taken last weekend, to prove that they had advanced to the point of being able to be in the same room together.

Morgan on the couch

Emily across the room, out of Morgan's direct line-of-sight

Then, early in the week, further proof of Cat Detente (Morgan on her new cat-bed, thoughtfully positioned for her by telepresence; Emily vultching out the window):

It's an uneasy truce, though. It's hard to tell, but Morgan is significantly smaller than Emily (I can one-arm Morgan over my head; can't do that with the grey cat, who cultivates a certain lead-like density) -- and yet, Emily is such a candy-ass that she's coming off the worse in the spats they keep having. (Including the one at FIVE FREAKIN' A.M. this morning.) Most of the spats I've seen, though, seem to be the result of one or the other getting a little too friendly and freaking the other out, so that leads me to believe they'll eventually work it out and become buddies. I mean, hell, if Emily could become buddies with *Theo* (who, god love her, is one of the spikier little cats I've ever known), I feel sure she can become buddies with Morgan.

So, damn them, they are auctioning off more props from Stargate on eBay.

I think they've done this, like, twice before. And each time I got into discussions with various people about whether in fact I would want a prop from the show, and if so, what. I'm a geek, and there is nothing that I am geekier about than Stargate, really -- but there's actually very few things from the show I'd want to own. I don't want a costume. I don't want something big and impractical and ostentatious. I might want a zat (although, unfortunately, it wouldn't *actually* expand with that cool whiney noise), or maybe one of those little Asgard communications stones.

But from the very start, there was ONE prop I could think of that I had seen over the course of the show that I would, without question, want to own. Not just because it's from the show, indeed is from a favorite episode; but because the moment it was shown on screen, I said, "hey, that's *cool*". I thought it was a neat concept, and at least from the perspective of a TV screen, it looked like a nice design. (I realize of course that film props look better on screen then they do up close and in person -- another reason I wouldn't necessarily want many props from the show, because in real-life, in my living room, they'd probably look kinda cheesy, through no fault of their own.) I watched the previous two auctions with a degree of dread, waiting to see if they'd sell the piece I wanted, but they didn't. Which was probably good because the way obsessed fans bid on this stuff, it seemed pretty certain that the piece would ultimately sell for a much, much higher price than I could convince myself I could afford.

And now -- eeeek! -- they have put it up for auction. WAAAAAAAAAH!!!!

(For those who want to know what the hell I am talking about without clicking on the links -- if you're familiar enough with Stargate to recognize these things, it is the circular book-thingie that was found at the ruined "utopian" site in the season 6 episode "Paradise Lost". It got a bit of screen-time, being carried around by Jack, which is why I am guessing it is going to get bid up way out of my range. But even aside from that association and even aside from the fact that PL ranks as one of my top favorite SG episodes, I just thought this circular foldy-out book thingie was *NEAT* from the moment it was first seen. I thought it was a lovely concept for an alien "book", and seemed to have been executed very well.)

*sigh* I'm sure that I am not alone and that whoever does wind up winning the auction will be bidding on it because they think it's as neat as I do, and I guess I can't argue with that.

And it's not even one of the A-list props in this batch of auctions. (And yet, possibly with the exception of the Eye of Ra, I don't desire any of the other A-list props. Although, of the auctions thus far, I have to say that the scarab-beetle pendant seen on Sha're in "Forever in a Day" is kind of cute, and knowing me, is something I would actually wear as jewelry in my daily life, so yeah, I wouldn't mind owning that, either.)

And finally, I got new glasses. Which is meaningless to many of you who have never seen a picture of me anyway, in any sort of glasses whatsoever. But these are much bolder, more stylish, more hipster-like dark-framed not-quite-cats-eye glasses that I would never have had the guts to go with had my_tallest and telepresence not served as my Fashion Consultants at the Lenscrafters ("You've got ABOUT AN HOUR, like it SAYS IN THE AD."). Forget "Queer Eye for the Straight Girl" -- raqs and I think that these two guys would be watchable all by themselves. Certainly the women in the Lenscrafters store were entertained.


Aug. 2nd, 2004 01:02 pm (UTC)
Really, don't presume to figure out how I think.

My thought processes reading your comment were more like:

Hmmm... I can work in the limitation of a red with salmon, as long as it's been grilled and pepper coated. In which case, it's not really a choice, because while I'd personally like the doubly dry experience of a nice harsh Cab with my peppery fish, I doubt Brant would like either. Oh, and some capers would be nice, but he doesn't like those either. And maybe the Merlot might be a sweet change from the pepper in the fish. Shit, I don't know... Oh, it's just a stupid put on. Wait... Brant doesn't seem to know that while white wines go with white fishes, it's not true of all fish. Should I correct him, or does that make me like Ted? Oh, I see he thinks I'm Ted already. Well, I should just reply and let him know he's once again wrong, but use my usual tact so he doesn't kill me. Can't have the assassins on me again; my foot just healed.

So, maybe you're right, given that "so" = "80% match +/- 10% error for those surveyed". Given little other information, I think I might be mistaken for a Ted 80% of the time.

Meanwhile I'd say you're like a 50% Ted. And you really should try some Cab with a swordfish steak; yum.