Menage a trois

Since I was a teenager and got interested in sex, I have fantasized about being in bed with two girls. I really wanted it to happen. I dreamed about what it would be like. Once, in mid 2005, it almost did. But it didn't.

But now it has. For the first time in my entire life, I have slept between two females. I was between them, and they both cuddled up with me all night when not sleeping. And we all slept very well, too.

On my right side--my wife of so many years.

On my left side--my cat of the last five days.

Yes, I suppose you could call it a menage a trois, the three of us all cuddled together. Maybe you could even call it a menage a quatre ("quatre," pronounced like "cat" in English, is the French word for "four"). Because there was another quatre on the bed--Maggie, who still sleeps next to my wife's pillow.

Life has changed a lot since the new kitty (still unnamed) joined our household last weekend. It's best summarized by the old saying "Never a dull moment."

It could cut into my nighttime writing at home, which is done upstairs, at the desktop computer. I do a lot of my computer work after my wife goes to bed, checking on websites, researching this and that, playing games, catching up on your blogs or working on mine.

Now, when it's "time to go upstairs," the kitty comes up to join me. Sometimes she sits on the folding chair next to me. That's OK for a couple minutes. But then I hear a "Mrow?" and she steps over onto my lap. Sometimes she lies down. But then she looks up and reaches toward my head with her paws and stretches up into my chest. So I hold her with one arm while piloting the mouse with the other hand.

I can navigate websites pretty well with one hand. But it really crimps your style when you're trying to write something.

Finally it gets late, and I shut off the computer. "Time to get some sleep," I tell her, and I put her on the chair, while I take my pills. Then we head off to bed. I usually place her on that blue thermal blanket next to my side of the bed, and she stays there for a while. Then, there's a little bump next to me, and kitty is settling down by my side. Sometimes she's by my hip. Other times, by my feet.

For all her qualities, Frisky didn't like to be held and cuddled. This one loves it. She rubs up against us and purrs loudly. That's one difference. Another is that this cat has a more extensive vocabulary. She can meow and purr and mrow? and urrrk! and a few other noises that are harder to write. Frisky had a quieter voice and didn't say as many different things.

One more thing about this cat that's odd is her coloration. As you have seen from the photos, she's mostly gray. Her feet and tummy are white, and she has a patch of white at her throat. Meanwhile, her tail is nearly black. Her nose is black. One cheek is gray, and the other is white.

During the day, she has mostly been camping out on the couch, but she has also been spotted next to my wife's sewing machine--just below an old, old photo of Frisky and Maggie posing on a wooden ladder ...
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Maggie is still hissing at her at times. An occasional growl. So far, they have not had a physical scrap (at least not that we are aware of).

Today is the day we load her back into the cat carrier and take her to the vet, to get the stitches on her tummy removed. She probably won't enjoy that, but hopefully if we hold her maybe she will understand that we won't let anything bad happen to her.

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My winter sports season has come to a rather abrupt end. The girls basketball district tournaments were last week, and both our teams lost, one in the first round and one in the championship game. The boys district tourneys were this week, and the same thing--both lost, one in the semis and one in the finals.

Last week, I had four games in four days. Next week, I won't have a thing, and it's going to stay that way for quite a while. The high school spring season (track, golf, tennis) doesn't start until late April. Considering that it was -8F on my way home Wednesday night and that we received another inch or so of snow overnight, it tells me that spring won't be here for a while.

So what am I going to do with all [I][/I]my free time? Last night, I worked on taxes--both my son's and my mom's. David made out like a bandit--he was eligible for the earned income credit this year.

My mom doesn't have to file and hasn't for years--but if she files a tax return and her Social Security payments for the year were $3,000 or more (they were), she is eligible for that $300 rebate.

If any of you are handling business matters for an elderly mom or dad, that's something you may want to keep in mind. Tax tip from Dr. Dog.