Fun with Dr Connie...

Wait I'm coming to get you, I found this pic on Facebook yesterday

Friday February 22 2013

Our cats are getting savvy

OMG remember when our cats used to sit on our book as we were reading it. So we could not read it.  Guess what Priscilla just taught herself?  She plumps herself down on my desk right in front of the monitor, so I cannot read anything on the screen.

She did it last night for the first time and I guessed it was because she wanted me to open up another can of catfood for her.

That it was her way of getting my attention.

But now I just opened up another can of cat food for her, and here she is sitting right in front of my monitor again. I cannot see one word up on my screen.

Maybe she just likes it that when I look in the direction of my monitor I look at her. She has arranged it that my eyes are always on her.

Smart cat!!

When I was on my news forum, I didn’t have kitties then, I had dogs. Most members had either kitties or dogs we were all animal lovers.

And the ones with kitties reported their cats would sit on their keyboard. Which I thought was a smart move, it replaced sitting on the book while you are trying to read it.

But I think Priscilla is even smarter to just sit on my desk between my keyboard and my monitor so each time I look at monitor which you always  do while you are typing, all I see is her. She takes up the whole area.

At least I can still type, but I shudder to think what it will look like when it is done. I always have lotsa typos anyway now I probably will have gazillion

But at least I can type.

That is something. The cats who sat on their owners keyboard prevented them from doing anything.

I woke up to another cloudy overcast day and turned the heat back on.

I am thinking of just staying home today and not going anywhere.

I had far too much excitement in my life yesterday than I am used to.

It began with Jim driving me to Dr Connie. The pharmacist said the doctor won’t refill the prescription, and when I called the receptionist said “the doctor has to see you to refill it.”

So I arrived at 9 am yesterday and had to wait practically 2 hours. First a very long time in waiting room. Then a long time in the examining room too.

It seemed senseless that I had to wait two hours and be examined again just for a refill when I had just done all this last month to get the original prescription.

I was patient all thru it, till almost the end.

Then I thought “If I have to do this again, I will ask Jim to drive me to Mexico. The pharmacy is right on the other side of the border in Nogales. And Nogales is just an hour from Tucson.

“They sell the same inhalers there and you don’t need prescription for it. Actually they have a 3 pack.

“By the time it took for doctor connie to actually see me, I would have been in the Mexican pharmacy buying them on my own.”

But I had so much fun with doctor connie when she did walk in.

I had recognized her when I opened the door to the examining room and walked out when the waiting was getting to me. And she looked like such a lively beautiful fun woman.

 I’m not sure if she recognized me instantly altho when I said “hi!” enthusiastically she said “hi” back in real friendly way. And said “I will be with you in a second.”

“Good!” I said.

My Higher Self had suggested I bring my books for her in a little bag and give them to her as soon as she walks in.  So as soon as she walked in I took them out of the bag and put them on the table and asked her if she likes to read.

She said yes but usually she is too busy.

So I said “These are books I wrote. They are for you. But this one is the little children’s book my dad wrote for me when I was 4 years old. If you know a child.”

She got so excited. She said “I have a little daughter.”

“Great!” I said.

 Then I showed her my little women’s lib book and said “this one is a lot of fun”

And she picked up the childrens book and little womens lib book and said I’ll give them to my daughter.”

I giggled and said “I don’t think you want to give the womens lib book to your 4 year old daughter.  You know we did talk about sex in womens liberation, I think your daughter is too young to hear about orgasms.”

I was laughing but she actually recoiled in shock.  I was surprised that a lady doctor would be so shocked by the word orgasm.

“O no!” she instantly said when I said she is too young to hear about orgasms.

But she was very interested in the little childrens book my dad wrote for me.

Back in New York my friend Irene had done a drawing to go with each of the poems, they are all fairy tales.  Because the liveliest of Irene’s drawings is the one for Rumpelstiltskin, I put that one on the cover.

"Is this your dad?"  Dr Connie asked.

"No" I said "that is Rumpelstiltskin."

Irene’s drawing of Rumpelstiltskin on cover of book I published of my dad’s fairy tales

It’s not Dr Connie’s fault. I am a writer and publisher. A year after I published my little womens lib book where the women talk about orgasms. I decided to publish the poems my father wrote for me when I was 4 years old.  I am used to going back and forth between Cinderella and orgasms, but for Dr Connie it was too much….