October 24th, 2009 A.D.C.

Tonight I met somecat. I was sitting in the window, watching the Uprighters wander by acting suspiciously giddy and goofy-

(Poster's Note: They were drunk.)

-and along came this gorgeous strapping tomcat.

(Poster's Note: Okay, I think I know where this is going. Last night one of the neighborhood strays walked by, a really cool and friendly Siamese. He crossed the street to my side, which he rarely does, and sat below the window. I assume Stella's movement caught his eye. That's when they started talking.)

So we started talking. He was telling me about the neighborhood so I recruited him to be my eyes. You know, since Two Legs insists on keeping the Feline down by locking me in this box. Anyway.

He told me his name is Dexter. Here is part of our conversation last night:

ME: So what's your name?

DEXTER: Dexter. Yours?

ME: Stella. Do you reside in this area?

DEXTER: Yeah. Your uprighter doesn't let you out, hunh?

ME: No. I have gotten out the door once or twice but they always dead-end.

(Poster's Note: The building I live in requires a code to get in the front door into the hallway that leads to the apartment. It only adds to the comfort of knowing that if Stella gets out, most likely she's not going far.)

ME: So how many of you are there?

DEXTER: Strays? Well, there's Sam who looks like a tiger, and Willa, who is really mean. She thinks she runs the place. Oh, and a recent addition but no one knows his name. He just started hanging out here.

ME: Do you guys go far?

DEXTER: Only a couple blocks or so and maybe a few ventures into the park. Why?

ME: Just curious.

DEXTER: Yeah, I know the feeling.

So after a few more meows, Dexter agreed to help me tell you about this neighborhood through a feline's eyes. Unfortunately he didn't go into detail this time but when he comes back again, I'll get some details for you.

"One cat just leads to another." ~~ Ernest Hemingway


antigeekess Oct. 25, 2009 @ 12:48 p.m.

"One cat just leads to another." ~~ Ernest Hemingway

I think I see where 'this' is going, too.



HonestGovernment Oct. 25, 2009 @ 12:48 p.m.

Stella: I'm an uprighter that lives over near the Elm/Bancroft streets entry to the canyon. Please please ask Dexter how old he is, and if he is old enough to have ever heard of a mostly black male cat named Toes. Please ask if he has ever heard of Toes.

Toes disappeared a few years ago, at the age of 14 upright years. We looked for him for days, called and called, but we knew he was gone, because Toes was a fraidy cat. He never traveled far from his yard and feared all uprighters except us. Toes ran under the bed and howled when it rained. But Toes was also very brave, and would chase giant racoons out of our yard.

If only we had some idea of his last moments, we'd rest easier.



CuddleFish Oct. 25, 2009 @ 1:55 p.m.

So sad when they disappear like that. :(

Stella, I see your avatar has been changed. Two Legs is a good human, you must take care of him. It's a cold cruel world out there for cats and uprights, you wouldn't know because he's taken good care of you and kept you from harm. Well, wait, I guess you do know, you've seen Two Legs tears ... that's what they call the wet stuff on the face, sweetheart. xxxx


SDaniels Oct. 25, 2009 @ 5:14 p.m.

re: #2: Honestgovernment, did you ever put up flyers for Toes? I used to live over behind the Buddhist temple on Park, and the Trolley Barn park, as we know, is bordered by cliff and canyon. Cat was not allowed out for this reason. We lost Maggie the little calico off a canyon in Golden Hill--dastardly places to have cats. It sounds late to find Toes, and am so sorry to hear about it--it sucks when you never find closure. :(


FullFlavorPike Oct. 25, 2009 @ 9:58 p.m.

I can't BELIEVE nobody made that joke yet!

If they did and I missed it...humbug.


SDaniels Oct. 25, 2009 @ 10:12 p.m.

What joke? I made the obvious "Dexter" observation, but not sure what AG's link is...?


FullFlavorPike Oct. 25, 2009 @ 10:17 p.m.

It's Brando yelling, "Steelllllaaaaaaaaa!"



FullFlavorPike Oct. 26, 2009 @ 12:42 a.m.

Missing floor in architecture snarf.

Boo-YAH! Pike proves himself cultured beyond their wildest dreams!


SDaniels Oct. 26, 2009 @ 1:11 a.m.

re: #13: [shivers]

re: #10: I always thought of Stella more as an estrella. And Stanley and Blanche are the ones doing all the caterwauling in that film :)


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