Preparing to leave.
Tomorrow, 8:00 a.m. sharp I meet my friend from vet school and together we drive up to Boston. I was looking forward to this veterinary convention, but in light of the last several days I’m no longer enthusiastic about it. I feel like I’m leaving too many unresolved issues behind me.
Tonight I need to run some last minute errands, gas up the car, pack, get in touch with a few people to make sure some items are taken care of. There won’t be much time left over for The Professor. He hates being on the phone with a passion, so other than touching base and saying hi with him, we really won’t be talking much until I return a week from Saturday.
This morning, as I was leaving the apartment, I heard a mewing on the second floor of our building. It turned out to be the new cat that a guy I’ve dubbed “Migraine Man” (because of an painfully long story he told me about having a migraine when we first met) adopted a few weeks back. The cat is an escape artist and must have slipped out the door behind him as he left this morning.
I was at a loss as to what to do. Migraine Man was gone to work and I have no idea where he works. The office to our complex doesn’t open before 9:30 (this was 6:30). I ran my stuff out to the car and went back in the building. Migraine Man’s cat was no where to be found. I walked down the hall to the back stairway, and saw his cat on the outside of the open hallway window, sitting on the ledge. I hauled the cat back in and tried to close the window, but it was warped open.
Now what? I did the only thing I could do, and hauled the cat back to my own apartment and locked it in the bathroom. I woke the professor to tell him what I’d done (it wouldn’t do to let the cat out of the bathroom by accident with the Warrior Princess on the prowl; she’s twice as large as this scrawny beast was). I suggest The Professor wait until 9:30 and then dump the cat at the aparment management’s office and let them deal with it.
As it turns out, my Clueless Wonder (see my Dear Diary photo album for a picture) was the bigger pain, yowling at the unseen cat through the closed bathroom door. The Professor, upon checking Migraine Man’s apartment door, discovered that he’d never locked his door that morning. So he took the poor cat and redelivered it to it’s rightful abode. The Prof will probably leave him an anonymous note telling MM what happened, so that he’s more careful about his cat AND his door.
Which brings me to my pet peeve (pardon the pun) of the day. If you have a pet, put a collar with ID on it. I don’t want to hear that the animal might get it’s collar caught and get trapped. Your animal might also be found by somebody who wants to do the right thing and get it home. And if your lost animal with no ID tags and no rabies tag gets frightened and nips at somebody? Then there’s a better than even chance that your pet’s head is going to be sent to some laboratory and tested for rabies. And if your animal lives inside and never gets out? Migraine Man’s pet was one jump away from freedom. The unforeseen happens. An emergency, a fire, a careless door left ajar, a broken screen on a window … it happens. Indoor pets need protection too.
There are perfectly good break-away collars that will come apart if enough stress is placed on them. I recommend one of those, with the ID tag and rabies tag affixed to it. It’s in your pet’s best interests.
OK. The Veterinarian will stop lecturing now.
Wow. I can’t possibly tell you how familiar that whole conversation sounded to me. Like I’ve been in it myself. Actually, I have. It sounds so much like S & I. He gets in those same dark moods (part of his Bipolar) and I react the same as you did, with hurt and frustration and confusion. One of the hardest things for me is to remember that those moods of his have nothing to do with me. Nothing at all. Just as the Prof said to you about his dark moods. And it’s true. But I know it’s a hard thing to remember when you’re feeling nothing but hurt at something said during one of those dark moods. Believe me, I know. You have to hang onto the things he says when he’s NOT in a dark mood. Those are his true feelings. Really. Being in that darkness makes you feel things and say things and do things you really wouldn’t under normal circumstances. It’s hard to understand, I’ve spent 6 years trying to get a handle on it myself. Just now I’m starting to get the hang of it all. I wish you luck in doing the same.
One other thing though… any idea what’s causing the Prof’s dark moods?
I lied, there’s still one more thing I want to say: it’s been obvious to me from reading your journal here that The Prof & you have a lot in common. Don’t let something he said while in a funk be the thing you repeat over and over in your head all day. 🙂
I promise not to add music to my DD pages! (Even if I wanted to, I wouldn’t have a clue how to do it!) You’ll be safe opening mine. 🙂
hi Salamander,
glad to hear things are moving back on track…
hey, what about head-phones??? just for when you read deardiary…
😉
You have my word that my diary will remain a music free zone. Nothing against anyone that has music on their diary. I just prefer not to have it or listen to someone elses choice in music.
Jami
Well….Is Franny’s idea good??
If not…just for you…;)
I could just put the music on the index and welcome pages…then, as long as you avoid them when you’re at work you can still read mine!
Luv fury…who says "zee reader is always right" 😉
Music on the diaries, huh?
Your Prof. reminds me of myself on some levels…is that good or bad? Neither, i suppose.
It’s hard dealing with things that hurt, especially when the other person can’t see why you don’t just let go. Sometimes you can’t let go. Sometimes you are chackled to that painful event no matter how many sincere apologies or make up nookie you get. Sometimes the pain just is. It has to be dealt with on its own.
*sigh* No, headphones won’t work. I have a laptop with no place to plug headphones in. Besides, I’d have to explain why the headphones if my laptop wasn’t playing music or anything!
No, I think I just have to get myself on some subscription lists so that I can catch up when I get home.
Thanks for your suggestions! 🙂
Lecture was pretty good. LOL. Maybe the time away will do you and the Professor some good. "Absence makes the heart grow fonder" and all that. Have a safe trip and don’t forget to enjoy yourself!
I was looking at some tags the other day and thinking I need to get one for Jazzi. The problem is she is good at getting out of her collar. She had one and lost it somewhere, never to be found again. A nice red collar. Anyway, I want to get her a tag with my number/address on it, but since we’re moving to CA in a few months, I figured I shuld wait until I have the new info to put on it. Besides, she never tries to get out. Neither does Boogie. Squeak on the other hand, was the escape artist in our family. Funny thing was, she always went up. Upstairs, up hill, up. So we always knew where to look for her. Also, Boogies would tell on her. He’d sit by the door if she got out, and cry till we got her back in. Cats are hilarious. Thanks for the reminder though, I don’t want to lose my Jazz!
*~Salamander~*
Hope things tend to get better between the two of you. You both seem to be having difficulties in communicating a lot.
Hope you have fun on your Boston trip, it should be worth it. You’ll have a good time. As for the music on peoples diaries,hmmm…wish I could do that,lol.
Oh well, anyway,gtg. Love,Alaina
‘Ello again 🙂
Just letting you know…You can read my diary whenever you want! YAY!
I took the Oompah music off the entries…Just 4 u!! Ok…and also cos, as much as I love that song…It was already driving me insane hearing it everytime I opened my diary 😛
But u should still avoid my Index and Welcome pages when u r at work, ok?
Woo Hoo!!
Now everyone is happy! 😀
I hope!
Luv Fury.
doh! who would of thought music could become a nuisance? I’m sorry.. I can’t accomodate to everyone’s needs though. So far I’ve only posted music under titles like ‘boogie’ & ‘sing with me’.. lol I’ll put a warning next time for you & everyone else who might run into this dilemma! =)
DG