HeyYouLittleCat

Miiiiiiiidniiiiight...Not a sound from the paaaaaaaaaaaaveeeeemeeeent....
Has the moon lost her mem'ry....She is...where IS Pusa?  Still no sign of the orange cat, but HeyYouLittleCat a.k.a. HeyYou has made his appearance...

HeyYou

After making a meal of a chicken wing I kept aside for him, the kitten made himself comfortable and sat with me for a few. Still no sign of Pusa.  I refuse to think too much about where she really might be and hold fast to the idea of Causality.  No connection between the disturbing sound I heard last night and Pusa's absence. None. My mom says people here would not dare do anything rash given that they know I'm likely to report any incident that involves animal abuse, cruelty or torture. Sigh.  Whatever. 
Tomorrow morning, I've a doctor's appointment, Wee! Not.  Well, I don't expect it to be SO bad, since it's only a check up. I am not thinking that the doctor will require a whole battery of blood tests like the last time, and even if she does, likely that it can wait until my next check-up. I'm even confident that my blood pressure (which has been low over the last few months) would have inched its way up by now, given the amount of salty food that I've been taking - yes, what a convenient excuse! Haha.
The weekend will see me heading off to The Sticks (Victoria, Laguna) where we keep a house tucked away at the end of a paved road going to nowhere - okay, I've been told it goes off into the Laguna Lake somewhere, to be truthful about it, but I have personally never ventured further than the gates of the house to really know that for sure. I'll take them at their word on this. :-)
Not that I haven't a sense of adventure. I just get...Lazy.  And during the time that they went beyond the gates, I was not well enough to actually walk very far.  I think though, had my Mini-Schnauzer Gustav not gone to Doggie Heaven so soon, He and I would take the walk to the end of the road. Now I'm just not in the mood to even contemplate it.
However! Being out in the sticks will allow me writing time - which - Seems easier there, somehow - the quiet, the ambience, surrounded by trees, a cooler breeze (read: No neighbors belting horrible Videoke at 9 freakin' o'clock in the morning! I kid you not.  If more people were as punctual at work than my neighbors are at Videoke time, this country would be more progressive. Okay, it will take more than punctuality to make this country a better place, but...Let's not go there right now. haha)
I don't know now if this post counts as the daily post for Saturday, since it IS early Saturday morning, and I expect I shan't be able to post as frequently during the week that I'm out in the sticks. Let's wait and see.
In the meantime, Pusa is probably sipping a Strawbery Margarita by a pool somewhere, with her paws up, being served foie gras and caviar with fresh milk in a golden bowl. Let's hope so.
As for HeyYou, it is an evening's respite. Safe.  Alive. For now.

HeyYou @ rest