Rain and Cat Piss

The Brahms concert yesterday was really good.  Dave, super cool Carol, and I were probably a little bit too tired at the beginning, but it was really beautiful and relaxing and ultimately uplifting.  Unfortunately, during one reverie I was having during the second movement, I heard a cell phone go off directly behind me.  That actually doesn't bother me.  I do understand when people forget to turn their cell phone off.  However,  what did make my head turn around and my face turn into evil "you have GOT to be kidding" was when I heard a conversation going on behind me.  Yes!  She took the  call!  When I looked at this woman, she thought it was funny.  I was not amused. She did have the decency to leave at the end of the next movement.

After the concert, this woman's friends (mother?) started greeting the people they knew with "Namaste."  That just pissed me off.  I'm glad that the spirit in you greets the spirit in me.  But the spirit in me thinks you should take the spirit in your cell phone and shove it up your a$$.  You do not get to be holier than thou (yogini-er than thou?) by saying Namaste after a classical music in a church when you let your daughter take a cell phone call during the concert.

Apparently, I'm not the only one pissed around the house.  Duncan appears to be back to his old tricks.  After finally meeting runner Karen for our 6:00 Monday run (in the rain, but really a nice run), I'm back at the house getting ready to jump in shower.  I notice that the Vogue magazine in the bathroom reading basket has acquired a shiny appearance.  Like it's wet.  And it is. 

We ran out of the Feliway®, the natuaral cat sedative this weekend.  Feliway is this stuff you plug in the wall like an air freshener and it emits the same hormone smell that cats leave when they rub their whiskers on you.  We weren't sure whether this was quackery--or some sort of placebo effect.  Granted, Duncan has been pissed off  for quite a while  You were taking your chances leaving a bag on the floor or you shoes within easy reach.  We bought the Feliway and the problems went away.  But was it the Feliway or some other new kitty arrangement?  Well, after two months of easy living, the Feliway ran out this weekend, and the piss is back.  (What a great N=1 research design!  I can use this as an example the next time I teach research methods!)  I must run to the vet and get a refill on our prescription.  Although I think that there's a pet web site that sells it for a bit cheaper. 

Duncan looks so sweet and innocent sleeping on a pillow right now by my feet.  However, we can actually time when he's going to let loose (5:30 am---or right after our workout depending on when he's the most pissed at us).  Must get Feliway again soon.

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