Three year hiatuses

Tonight, i have finished the thing that i had decided to start yesterday morning, after realizing that i own a cat who does not live with me.

And so i have taken a roommate for only the fourth time ever, the first time i have ever attempted a second co-habitation with the same personality.

Linus was also my last roommate. We have not lived together for over three years. Even though he is a cat which belongs to me.

(It's just that i have forgotten that he exists, from time to time.)

Anyway, i think it will be a fluid co-habitation, especially if Linus decides to permanently stay in the location which he has decided is the most luxurious and worthy of his presence, above any other location in the whole of my apartment. Which is of course behind the guest toilet.

What follows is a progressive zooming sequence of photographs, in honor of Linus' new favorite home. He did have a say in the matter, but he decided not to express it, so i considered that consent for moving his life away.









As expected, the shivering and YOOOWWWL-ing started immediately after crossing the threshold of the front door of my parents' house. Linus was having an anxiety episode and possibly a panic attack, but luckily he is not prone to micturition syncopes, because he is a civilized cat with plenty of couths.

Also as expected, the YOOOWWWL-ing stopped about ten or fifteen minutes into the car ride. Linus is just like me, in that when he feels completely and hopelessly fucking doomed, he goes ghostly quiet. And then he laughs about it a little later, from behind a toilet. Just like me.

And so at the moment, the situation is exactly like when i met Linus for the first time, cowering underneath Nora's bed, a few hours after she had obtained him from her cable guy, who was enabling the cable and apparently discussing his situation of having lots of cats. Nora likes cats, so she agreed to take one off of the cabel guy's hands. The cable guy is the one that named Linus. It is a terrific name, and a terrific cat. I do not know why Nora's cable guy wanted to get rid of Linus.

And then i think the next day, Nora suckered me into taking Linus home. And then Linus made a comfortable living, watching squirrels for ten hours per day from various windowsills, working only for food and water and shelter.

But back to the present. Linus will probably be behind the guest toilet for many hours, but not long after that, he will be pushing his wet nose into my face, and it will be approximately 2:00Am. Everything will be back to normal.

Just wait until Linus glimpses one of these Canadian black squirrels. He will lose his mind.