Nest Box

Oh, such a happy day! Woke up at nine, made coffee, sat on the couch.............Woke up at eleven, Oops! Groggily did some work, been feeling altered by my new med and not as functional as usual.

Then I looked at this fat cat crashed out on Spencer's blanket. Man, she was fat. Really, really fat. When did she go into heat?

I pulled up my blog because I remembered blogging about it. Feb. 25th! Oh shite! Any day now, Spooky's gonna be poppin' those kitties out!

I got the nest box out of the shed and put my softest blanket in in. I put the lump of cat in it. She sniffed. She made biscuits on the soft blanket. She settled in and crashed for four hours. Just now she hopped out with a low trill on the hunt for some cat food.

I think she knows what it's for! Suddenly, after I put her in it, I got so friggin' excited. Kittens! They are going to be here any time now. Cats carry for approx. 64 days, and I think she's going to go into labor early. Her belly is bare and her nipples are like cow udders.

Daddy Osho checked her out in the nest box twice. He seems to approve.

To make things even better, my beloved Mikie got The King's Speech from Red Box and bought me a bottle of Cabernet. He knows I can't watch a period piece without red wine. Is he a sweetie, or what? We're going to have movie night when he comes home.

And, and, and, work is going well and I hired a new freelancer for Hazard Editing Services. Now my authors won't have to wait two or three months if they don't want to. And Patricia La Barbera has a much more impressive resume than I do. She has a MFA, fer cryin' aloud.

Even better - I'm editing a great book.

Even better - I wrote seven articles this week so far.

Even better - Kittens soon! Did I mention that?