Evanston: Harmony and Morphine
Evanston: Harmony and Morphine
Harmony is grey. She lives near the lake, and we have been looking in on her while her owners are away skiing. Harmony is a good name for some cats. It suits her.
Morphine is our cat. She is very low maintenance because she isn’t real. A friend, knowing the food I eat on the boat, calls her our freeze-dry cat, but she isn’t. Cardboard base and white acrylic fur. Nevertheless she appears quite real.
Carol bought Morphine as a gift for a friend who was in the hospital--hence the name. When the nurse first saw Morphine on the bed, she was incensed. After leaving the hospital, the friend, who has two cats of her own, returned Morphine, who caused no trouble during the move from Boston and has adjusted well to the Midwest. Like all cats, she sleeps a lot. Maybe even more than most. In the summer she usually can be found on the empty firewood holder. In winter she tends to move about more and presently lies on a pile of cushions on the floor.
Carol and I had a real cat--Shatters the Reluctant Ship’s Cat--when we lived aboard in Boston. She was an elderly cat, who did not like to power or to sail She spent most of her final years sitting on me and was not pleased when displaced by another laptop.
If I lived in one place, I would have a cat.
Tuesday, January 8, 2008