Thursday, November 8, 2007
Better Late and Blurry than Never
Okay, here are the Halloween pics of the kids, a week late, and they're blurry too. But I have an excuse, actually several excuses; My Mom just went back to Holland, my husband is in Málaga for the week, my watch broke, and our cat, Cleo, has gone missing. So blurry Halloween pictures is pretty much all you'll find here.
The cat's absence is making me feel very guilty, since she's been spending most of her time outside ever since we brought home Mica The Invader. But she's never been gone more than two days, by now it's been four, so my guilt now feels like a 25 kilo sack of potatoes, and it's not easy to blog with that on my conscience.
So, I've been going around the neighborhood putting up signs, whistling (yes, she comes when I whistle), and shaking my little box of cheese treats, but so far no cat. We did have a false alarm with a cat that looked almost like her, but it wasn't. I get the feeling my phone line will soon be overloaded with calls because half the cat population is black and white like Cleo. If only we had kept her in the house at night she would still be here, pissed about Mica, but here.
But beating myself over the head with a stick isn't going to bring the cat back, and right now it's too late to do anything else, so posting seems like my best bet (at least my head will thank me). In the meantime the little Invader is sleeping peacefully on my bed; she sure as hell doesn't look like she feels guilty. Tomorrow, by which time my guilt will probably have grown to 30 kilos, I'll be back to searching the neighborhood and putting up more signs.
On top of all this, Vio's sneakers are lost, and I mean really lost, not just hiding under the bed. The last we saw of them was in the trunk of the car, when we went to a friend's birthday party. The kids went horseback riding and we took some extra shoes in case they stepped in mud (or horse manure), but none of them did, so theoretically the shoes should still be in the trunk of the car. But they are not, and unless they suddenly grew legs (besides Violeta's) and decided to go in search of a better life, I'm thinking they must have been swallowed up by a black hole similar to the one we have in our armchair. I just hope the cat hasn't been swallowed up by the black hole as well.
*Oh, and by the way, in case you're wondering what Rocío was dressed as, it's Puss in Boots. Carmen and Vio's costumes should be obvious to you, and if they are not, I highly recommend that you have your eyes checked. Another thing that's obvious is the humor you'll find at Central Snark.