2.13.02 – through the looking-glass

went on a tour of the Summer Street Cat Clinic’s boarding facilities, as i have to find someone to take care of zeke when i go out of town for a week later this spring. the place was small, but very clean, and the women who worked there obviously took good, loving care of the cats. i took one look at the shiny steel cages, however, and had to flee. back home, i apologized to zeke for even thinking about putting him into a cage. when i adopted him from the animal shelter, he had been living in a tiny cage for so long that he was afraid of open spaces. i brought him home and he spent the first couple of days slinking along the walls and trying to stay in corners and under furniture. now he is a wild beast who prowls the house in search of mice, taunts my parents’ big dog, and climbs into my lap to purr whenever he feels like it. his new favorite trick is to place a mouse on the floor right in front of the mirror, and then reach around behind the mirror and try to capture the mirror mouse. all he’s succeeded in doing so far is bringing the mirror crashing down a couple of times.