City! Wide! Panic!

As I left my house this morning, there was a bit of snow falling... Not sticking to the ground, mind you, but fluttering gently down. Not even enough to dust my beard..

That was an hour and a half ago. I am still on the bus. The bus that was 25 minutes late and is now on "Snow route." Not that there is any snow on the ground. Hell, the streets are barely damp.

But you know, there is snow in Seattle, 180 miles to the north (when a passanger commented that the snow route was probablly a bit premature, the driver said it was 'in case things get bad, like in Seattle').

What.

The.

Fuck?

Goddess of wanderlust

Last night, I took out the trash. What makes this remarkable is that apparently, upon re-entering the abode, I neglected to shut the door all of the way.

Some time later, I turned around from the computer to notice that the front door was ajar.... And Her Royal Highness, The Pirate Tranny Kitty Goddess Afsoun: Bane Of Arachnid Kind, Harbinger Of Podiatric Doom was no where to be found.

Being the kind of man we all know I am, I (of course) freaked the fuck out.... Flashlight was grabbed, frantic searching began. I was unable to locate her, even after crossing my VERY busy street and searching over the bushes there.

What is the modern urban homo to do when his Goddess has gone a-missing? Why, place a frantic, histronic call to SHE WHO KNOWS CATS (aka:Mom), of course.

"Sweetie, just leave the door open a bit and go on about your business... She'll come back."

Just about then, my friend B showed up for our appointment for me to help him with some digital photos. After freaking out on him, we sat at the computer for me to distractedly help him.

30 seconds later, Afsoun walks by, on her way to the food dish.

Well... She got a good talking to, which did not amuse her at all..

Once B left, she wandered over to the now securely closed door, sat in front of it, looked over her shoulder and started screaming..

"Hey!! Opposable thumb boy!! Get your ass over here and open this door!!"

I told her no. She is still miffed.