Jan 04 2017

Night and Day

Published by at 6:59 am under Calamity Suzy,Cats,Work

Nothing like a bad night’s sleep to set you up for a weird day at work, I always say.

Clyde the cat decided the middle of the night was an excellent time to leap on my unsuspecting form. Like most males, of the feline persuasion or otherwise, he is decidedly pro-boobs*, persistently making them both his landing place and launching pad, to their owner’s varying levels of discomfort. In this case, I was unable to brace for impact, and my reaction affected his dismount, in which a back claw scratched the hell out of my nose. The Russian judge gave him a 1.0 and I applied Kleenex to the surprising amount of blood. Anything on your face just bleeds like crazy.

Despite my justifiable annoyance and Clyde’s characteristic insouciance – he was equally unperturbed when he celebrated the arrival of the shiny New Year by smashing a shiny new gift which had every reason to be on the shelf where he had no business being – I tried to get back to sleep. I was just beginning to drift away when I realized I was perfectly positioned to take full advantage of the leak in my ceiling. Given the height of the ceiling, the drips were able to achieve maximum velocity, and were able to achieve positively Clyde-like results of surprise and impact. I got a towel to catch the drips and relocated my head to other side of the bed.

Clyde, of course, was fast sleep through all of this. And the alarm.

The next day, I arrived at work to discover that my boss’s sidelight window beside her office door had been shattered by a person or persons unknown. I also had a phone call from the landlord of one of our doctors, complaining of, shall we say, some hygiene issues.

In disposing of lint from the dryer – they share laundry facilities and live on the same property – she discovered a very large and very dead rat in the garbage can. In addition to this non-paying rodential guest, he has failed to take out the garbage for months and his collection of detritus in the laundry room/garage/morgue features a moldering animal skin, or possibly skins.

When asked about this, he said that an injured deer had died near the garage. As anyone would in coming across free roadkill on the premises, he had butchered it and put the meat in the freezer. He considered the problem solved. I explained that memories of the deer remained in the skin and that it, the garbage, and rodents of any kind, alive or dead, needed to be removed from the premises before his landlord removed him. He promised to talk to his landlord.

It is amazing to me that he got through medical school. Though not that his daughter is a vegetarian.

**As Xander Harris aptly observed in Buffy the Vampire Slayer, “Men like sports. Men watch the action movie, they eat of the beef, and they enjoy to look at the bosoms.”

A YEAR AGO: Feeling powerless. ‘Tis the season!

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3 Responses to “Night and Day”

  1. Guyon 05 Jan 2017 at 12:25 pm

    Wow, Clyde is making sure that he gives attention one way or another. Could it be that he’s in contact with his brother and that somehow, they both want to make sure you do not forget either one of them (lol), sounds far fetch but possible. Weird doctors indeed, boy one would think that in order to become a doctor, one would not do strange things, but like they say, being smart does not mean that one is intelligent, again, lol. Take care Suzy, you seem to be one of the few with smarts.

  2. Joy Fielderon 05 Jan 2017 at 12:31 pm

    Wow! What a Blog…. What can I say, except that I am sorry about your poor nose. I also have to ask – do you sleep on your back?
    What a way to start off this year….It can only get better from now on.

    Have a Happy & Healthy 2017 and I hope your nose heals fast.

  3. suzyon 05 Jan 2017 at 4:48 pm

    I sleep on my side, but I was turning over when it happened. That’ll teach me!