Le Sigh
17 Mar
The snow is gone. The birds are singing. Life is bustling about after a long winter.
And the Princess is bored. out. of. her. skull.
She’s desperate to go outside. She pines before the windows while I sit at the computer and write. When I get up to fetch a coffee refill or check on the kids’ schoolwork, she trots closely behind me, nipping at my heels and whining to go out.
She’s an indoor cat. She cannot go outside. She doesn’t understand. She whines louder– Siamese do whine very loudly, did you know that?
The road is close to my house. The yard is filled with mangy neighborhood dogs who find our property their defecation box; the cats are wormy and cantankerous. I have taken her out on a harness, but it’s so difficult to veer her past the big piles of dog poop and grouchy tabbies. They dislike her company very much; they scowl at her exuberance with a baleful eye. It’s better for all that she remain inside. Especially for me, as I have work to do. :)



