Early This Morning
Human was sitting at the computer, reading the ever more depressing news, and drinking coffee. The longer she sat there, the worse she felt. Then she noticed the Droid - sitting on the bookcase, human-watching - as he often does. Well, what could be better than a Droid hug? So the human scooped him up, sat back on the rocking chair, and proceeded to feel better. And as she rocked and hugged and petted and kissed, You-Know-Who came in to the computer room. Oh, dear. Even though AreToo was actually occupying most of the human's lap, she jumped up and managed to teeter on the knees. Oh dear, oh dear. The human said, Be sweet, be good! and put a hand in between them. Totally unnecessary - Nubia washed (when in doubt type washing?) - and eventually departed, having made her point, I guess... AreToo was like, Mom? Did you really let that happen??
posted by Lizzy at 9:17 PM
3 Comments:
Oh, Droidie, like Mom has any choice about this! It R O-tay, li'l AreToo! Mom doesn't love you any less. Love is not a pie, that every time you cut a piece, there's less left for everyone else. Love is like air, it surrounds you. Someone else breathing it doesn't take yours away. (Kisses teh nose stripe). Poor li'l Droid.
I passes on the kisses! PoliticalCat, how are you doing? I googled Santa Cruz to see how close the fires were to you - I also read that the winds were blowing toward the Pacific, which sounded good...
Thank you, dear Lizzy, mamacat! I R doink O-tay, considering. Watered down the garden today (fearing the fire and all). The last time there were big old fires here, I was right in the heart of them all, and Faridah Peeples, our very own Princess Kitteh, delayed our escape until her nails were dried.
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