January 05, 2003 :: 12:46 a.m.
dead cats are never, ever funny
Wow. I had the scare of my young life this evening. I thought Rufus was dead. Seriously, for real, never coming back, splattered across the Carlisle Pike dead. I was driving home from Adam's, you see, when I saw a black and white, cat-shaped thing lying dead on the road. I swerved around it, suppressing my immediate suspicion that it was Rufus. I always assume the worst, even if there's no reason to. But it looked like him, from what I saw, and that was enough to get me worried.
When I got home and found him missing, I freaked out. He's an outside cat - it's not unusual for him to be out and about at any given time. But I wasn't thinking rationally, so I jumped into my car and drove back to the place where I saw the dead cat. I pulled onto the shoulder and waited until the road was empty, then got out and tried to see if there was any hard evidence that it was Rufus. Easier said than done - I could hardly tell which end was which. I don't even think it had a head. I forgot to take a flashlight with me, so I couldn't really do a thorough investigation. Not that I would have, anyway, because this thing was not pretty. There were blood and guts and... well, suffice it to say that it wasn't something I was eager to get close to. But it did look like Rufus, and so I went home unsure but carrying a sinking feeling in my stomach.
I called Adam and started bawling. It was so bad. I seriously cannot deal with losing pets, especially to unnatural things like cars. Another cat that I had died that way, only more slowly and painfully. I was having deja vu of the extremely unpleasant variety, even though I didn't know for sure that Rufus was the cat on the road. And as it turns out, he wasn't. About half an hour after I called Adam, my dad came into my room, holding Rufus. I think I almost had a heart attack; I was so surprised/relieved/elated. Rufus is too good to die. He's fluffy and adorable and playful and hilarious - he's one of the coolest cats I've ever had the pleasure of owning. I hugged him as best as I could without being scratched to bits (he's also got a bit of a violent streak, heh), and then... well, I relaxed. No more dead cat scare. Thank god.
Otherwise, I had a pretty good day. I stopped at Joe's to give him his late Christmas present, which was a smoothie "cookbook." He's got this thing for smoothies, so he liked it a lot. And he gave me my late Christmas present, which was actually supposed to be a birthday present: a triple moon pendant. It's small and gorgeous, silver with hematite in the center. I'm excited to wear it; I have to get a chain before this can happen, though. Damn being poor! But yeah, it's really pretty. I'll post a picture at some point, maybe. After the gift exchange, I went to Adam's. We went to the mall so that that he could return The Two Towers and get Metroid Prime, which was highly unpleasant - the place was crawling with people. Bleh. But now he has a game that he actually likes, so it's all good. We stopped at the korean store for various goodies, and then went back to his house to play Life (the board game) and just sort of hang around. It was a really good time, as per usual. The boy can make even a crowded mall seem like fun to me. It's amazing, really.
That's all for now, then. Buffy is calling me, and so I must go watch. I'm powerless to resist. Heh, it's great.
Cheers.
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