Letter to Julia 20140916

In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.

I kept on getting caught in the rain yesterday.  I was about to leave to post my love letter after voice training, then it started to pour.  At the same time I felt so dizzy, I had caught a fever.  I feel better now as I write this letter, but the rain again forced me to postpone my blog.  Please forgive me.  I love you, I love you.  And I need you, I need you.

Floofy is insisting on keeping her brood out of the coop.  Every time I put them back, she takes them out again.  But I've never seen such disciplined behavior in cats before.  The kittens, I mean.  When Mama Cat is outside using the toilet and patrolling Casa de Julia InshaAllah like she's doing right now as I write this letter, the kittens hole up quietly in the corner behind the door of your wardrobe/bathroom Julia, and wait for her return.  Then when Floofy gets home, she calls out to them and they come out of hiding to greet her.  They wander everywhere as a pack, but only under Mama Cat's watchful eye.  Just now, I was calling the kittens for some baby food with Floofy at my side, and they came one by one to me, all five with a mission.  I suppose when they grow up they won't be this cute.  Now I have to get them to use the kitty litter over using the corner of the room.

On the menu is egg rolls!  I'm using fresh tofu instead of eggs, so I an't call them egg rolls, I suppose.  The stuffing is tofu, chopped onion, garlic, chives, basil, and salted radishes.  At first I fried them.  The texture was good, but I couldn't handle all that grease.  So I made them again, and just dry pan fried them in a non-stick pan.  They're not bad.  Want some?  Vegetarian!  Oh no!  Next thing you know, I might start eating salads!  Bleah!

Letter to Julia 20140915

In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.

It's been raining, raining, raining.  It's so wet.  I don't get to go outdoors much when it rains, so I watch a lot of TV, and work on the computer.  Floofy gets frantic when it rains, and moves the brood around.  They can walk and run now, so I have to be cautious not to accidentally step on one of my babies.  But I don't think that letting them wander around the house is a solution.  Do you?  So I sealed them in the cat carrier, put a dry towel over it, placed them n the center of the living room under a recliner far away from the windows, and let their mother stare at them through the bars until the storm blows over.  Bat Cat had a dry left eye somehow, so I put lotion in his eye.  Bob Cat is the biggest of the kittens.  Which I find awesome, because he was the last kitten to start feeding.  When he was just born, I thought he was dead, so I poked him a couple of times to make sure, and he moved a little.  Now he's the beefiest of the bunch.  Could it be that he let the others feed first?  What a gallant cat.  His mother smothers him the most over the rest with kisses, and you should see the expression on his face.  He was the last to die from the previous batch of kittens.  But Allah let me have Bob Cat and Bat Cat again.  Now they are the last to wean.  All the girls have started to eat solid food, but the boys are more interested in playing.  Ya Allah, please protect and heal all my kitties.

There was enough of a break in the rain for me to drive out and buy dinner.  You can come and share my dinner with me.  I bought fried noodles, and a lot of it.  I gave some to my parents, and there's plenty left over.  I pray you are doing well over there, and feeling healthy and confident.  I want you to be happy, and be happy with me.  I wish you the best of everything, and I miss you so.  I love you, I love you.  And I need you, I need you.