Monday, September 29, 2014
Saturday, September 27, 2014
Thursday, September 25, 2014
Wednesday, September 24, 2014
The first show I saw was Nellie McKay. I've been a fan of Nellie for a long time ever since I heard her song, "Ding Dong" that begins with the line, "My cat died and I quickly poured myself some gin..." She's been an animal activist and I describe her as being a snarky Doris Day- a nice combination. She's terribly witty and that was on full display at the concert. "This song is for my arch nemesis Harry Connick Jr" and later on- "I'd like to dedicate this song to my future ex-husband... Ralph Nadar."
A fun week but one I don't think I'll be repeating any time soon (or at least until Mr. Dylan makes an appearance or two or three... here in November).
Tuesday, September 23, 2014
The first time he got outside was when he tore a hole in a window screen. I hadn't seen him around for a while so I took a look and noticed the hole in the screen. I ran outside and found him sitting in the window ledge trembling like a bunny as the cars passed by.
So for all his inside bravado where at least he thinks he rules (and he probably is right), thankfully he isn't quite so sure what to do outside in the big old world. He spent much of the rest of the weekend by the door howling to be let out again. I told him to talk with Thompson about how dangerous it can be outside and how he really has a pretty good life inside. (I told him in addition to the lack of regular meals, it was unlikely the rabbits and squirrels would comb him every night.)
Years back, pre-Theo, I used to bring Thompson and Diego-san outside on leashes for walks. The problem was the two tended to want to go in different directions and I was left trying to reel them both in... We then took to taking turns on who got to go outside but Thompson didn't seem all that interested in being outside again so the walks stopped although I knew Diego-san was ever so curious about everything he previously never had access to (like grass and trees).
So Sunday afternoon I dug out a leash and brought Diego-san outside. He didn't seem to know what to do with himself and went back to the door to go back inside.
Of course once back inside again he stood by the door and cried to be let out...