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Stormwatch
Nov. 16th, 2003 09:51 amHurricane Galen hit again this morning. I awoke at 2 AM to the sounds of shredding packing paper. That's okay, it's disposable.
Then he started clawing at the base of a handmade doll, and overturning a fabric basket to claw at the scraps and the basket itself.
Punt! Slam.
He's back to sweetness and purring again, as he was last night before I went to bed. He's no Caliban, nor do I expect to see him on My Cat Hates You like Mordecai... but still, I'm not happy with this Jekyll-and-Hyde routine. Guess we'll start a routine of me playing with him for half an hour before I go to bed, and Dawn doing the same. Maybe that will wear him out.
(It wouldn't be so bad if I could sleep through it, as my wife does - but I can't.)
Then he started clawing at the base of a handmade doll, and overturning a fabric basket to claw at the scraps and the basket itself.
Punt! Slam.
He's back to sweetness and purring again, as he was last night before I went to bed. He's no Caliban, nor do I expect to see him on My Cat Hates You like Mordecai... but still, I'm not happy with this Jekyll-and-Hyde routine. Guess we'll start a routine of me playing with him for half an hour before I go to bed, and Dawn doing the same. Maybe that will wear him out.
(It wouldn't be so bad if I could sleep through it, as my wife does - but I can't.)
