Day 325 of Project 365: Heat therapy.

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Zen needs a heated mat and a portable radiator these days. She was born in Alabama and anything other than a tropical climate is too cold for her old bones.

Writing from: my study in Portland, Oregon. Listening to: the tumble-dryer.

Day 313 of Project 365: Election night palate-cleanser.

Zen wants to cuddle.

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Writing from: my study in Portland, Oregon. Listening to: ugh. Just ugh.

Day 306 of Project 365: Reach for me.

Zen was sitting so prettily that I tried to take her photo. At the last second, she reached for me.

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All things considered, I’d rather have the kitty snuggles than the photo.

Writing from: my study in Portland, Oregon. Listening to: the kettle boiling.

Day 281 of Project 365: Cat pictures, please.

I’ll be hiding inside for a few days while I recuperate from the cold that finally won. Zen is helping by performing quality assurance testing on the radiator.

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If you haven’t read Naomi Kritzer’s wonderful story, “Cat Pictures Please” already, I highly recommend it.

Writing from: my sickly study in Portland, Oregon. Listening to: “Body Gold” by Oh Wonder.

Day 276 of Project 365: Sunday cooking.

Today I made vegetarian mole chili, cornbread, and raw chocolate chip cookie dough bites. Tonight I am full!

 

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In the wee hours of the morning, Zen heaved herself up the stairs not once but twice because FunkyPlaid and I were too asleep to pay attention to her. Goodness knows how long it took her to climb the stairs, but she did it. After accomplishing that feat, Zen shoved the bedroom door open and yowled at the top of her lungs.

That was a fun way to wake up.

Writing from: my study in Portland, Oregon. Listening to: Maria Bamford’s “Ask Me About My New God!”

Day 275 of Project 365: Radiator time.

It’s autumn, all right. Everyone in this house is feeling sick and/or chilly, and Zen has claimed her spot next to the portable radiator. Time for more sleep.

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Writing from: my study in Portland, Oregon. Listening to: the ending credits of “Zootopia”. Cute film.

Day 260 of Project 365: Day off.

Zen is teaching me how to relish my three-day weekend. She is really good at recharging.

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Writing from: my study in Portland. Listening to: “When You Wish Upon a Star” by Cliff Edwards & Disney Studios Chorus.

Day 250 of Project 365: Me and my alien.

Nearly twenty years ago she crash-landed on Earth. I couldn’t pronounce her alien name but “Tazendra” works all right. If I promise to fork over the food she begrudgingly allows me to cuddle her for a few minutes at a time. It’s a good arrangement.

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Writing from: my cuddly study in Portland. Listening to: Zen take a vigorous bath.

Day 240 of Project 365: Pet names.

Like many pet owners, I have a million nicknames for my cat. I have so many nicknames for Zen that I rarely call her by her actual name. Currently the frontrunner is Chimichanga. She resembles a deep-fried burrito, no?

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N.B. The Wikipedia entry for “chimichanga” is unexpectedly and delightfully thorough.

Day 235 of Project 365: Cat o’clock.

It’s always cat o’clock when I get home from work.

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Writing from: my study. Listening to: the creaks and groans of this old house.