At some point while we were overseas, I realized that it had been three years since I'd last spent more than twelve hours at a time away from my computer. Between writing books and blog posts, keeping up with Homer's Facebook and Twitter friends, answering emails from readers, working with shelters and rescue groups, etc. etc. etc., I'd spent the vast majority of my waking time sitting right here at my desk. I also realized I was...well, "burnt out" isn't it (God knows I'm NOTHING but grateful for everything that's happened since I wrote Homer's Odyssey!), but I definitely felt a need to recharge the batteries. So I've spent the past few weeks doing things like reading books (utter joy!), cuddling with Homer while watching old movies, playing with the kittens, going to the gym (you have no idea how good it feels to move after three years of sitting on your backside!), having lunch with my husband, shopping, catching up with friends in actual three-dimensional space (as opposed to doing so through Facebook), lying by my in-laws' pool, and generally acting like a teenager who has neither a job nor school over summer break. I'm sorry to have left all of you for so long, although I can't lie--it's been pretty glorious. ;-) But I've missed you all terribly (truly!), and am thrilled to be back online and in the game, hanging out with you once again.
And so I'm back online, after the longest hiatus I've ever taken (or will ever take). My apologies for having been silent for so long! As you may remember--when last we left off--I was scrambling to finish writing my next book before leaving the country for a couple of weeks.
Yes, yes, you're saying impatiently. It's very nice that to hear what you've been doing, but we come here to hear about the cats! Fair enough. As you know, Clayton's surgery was a complete success, and he zips around on his three legs so fast he's a blur most of the time (except when he's sleeping).
He and Fanny are so much like Homer was at their age! Always happy, everybody's friend, the first ones to greet new people when they come in the door. The main difference is that they aren't quite as obsessively attached to me (or to Laurence) as Homer was when he was little, but that's because they're soooooooooo in love with each other. I've never experienced living with littermates before, and I honestly don't think more than ten minutes goes by in this apartment without Laurence and I either cracking up at their antics or having to say, "Awwwwwwwwwwww..." at how adorable they are together.
As you can see from the above photo, they're wearing their little belled collars (so it pretty much always sounds like Christmas in our house), which has helped immensely in terms of acclimating Homer to their presence. He plays with them occasionally, but mostly he seems to have intuited that the kittens have each other, that there aren't any sick kitties anymore requiring constant care and attention, and that he can therefore have me even more to himself than he used to. He sleeps in our bed every night--just him, as the kittens are happy to sleep wherever they drop once they've worn themselves out. He spends a chunk of time every day playing with me and Da Bird while the kittens figure out new ways to dismantle various rooms in our apartment (those two are ACTIVE!), and he curls up in my lap the rest of the time. He's a bit slower than he used to be, and his fur is grizzled with gray these days, but he's happy. God knows he deserves to be!
Last week Laurence and I were in a Costco in New Jersey and found a four-and-half-pound can of tuna! "That's bigger than Homer!" I said. So, naturally, we had to bring it home, and thereby made three kitties very happy.
At the ripe old age of almost-15, Homer's somewhat jaded when it comes to tuna, but the kittens were beyond ecstatic. :-D
I'll have more stories, and pictures (and even video!) in the days to come. This is just a general catch-up on what we've been doing these past few weeks. I have to say, it feels really, REALLY good to be back!