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Galen is not normally a chatty cat. He didn't inherit the Siamese rowl, and he usually doesn't talk much - he relies on pointed glances and staff attention.

That changes when we've been gone for a while, however.
Along with much grooming, he also meows his complaints regarding our absence. The meows are different - he's clearly having a conversation. ("Meh mrr mrrOW meh. Mrr meow MEOW mrr-mrr!")

Apparently two weeks is the right amount of time.

Against all expectations, I'm actually glad to be back at work today. Granted, I'm catching up and dealing with my gazillions of e-mail messages rather than dealing with the PHB, but still.

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One of the books I took with me was Barry Grantham's Commedia Plays, which among other things has a long list of lazzi. He doesn't date them for the most part, and they are a mixture of period and modern. I'll try to remember to bring it to rehearsal -- there are a couple in there that I think will fit nicely in The English King of France, and I'm sure we can find more with little effort.