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Workin' in the Shim Mine

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Mad science gone horribly, horribly wrong(or right).

Workin' in the Shim Mine

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Tom Baker
Sephie, our tiny cat, is a burrowing animal. As I write this, she is folded over in her favorite hiding spot- the slight gap between the dresser and the wall. She loves tiny, tight, enclosed spaces. She explores them, burrows around- it's like a kid playing "cave explorer" with cardboard boxes.

She even loves exploring places she'd never fit, but can get a paw under. For example, she's lately been excavating the space underneath the bathroom sink. Not the cabinet beneath it, the 1/2" gap between the cabinet and the floor. Thus far, she's retrieved: 1 pill of unknown type (labeled "LL84"?), two wooden shims and a whole mess of dust bunnies.

She's been playing with the shims; I think she likes the sound of them skittering across the floor.
  • Our cats love to stick their paws in to the vents on the fireplace. While this is cute, it's also scary since this is the land of black widow spiders.
  • This post became a lot clearer when the cognitive dissonance dissipated and I realised that you were talking about 'shims' and not 'shivs'.
    • I find that incredibly funny, and I'm not completely sure why.

      But from now on, whenever my cats are fighting, I'm going to pretend that Sephie is screaming, "I'm gunna cut you, yo."
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