Oy. What a weekend. If I wasn’t sure what 24/7 means, I sure as hell do now. We had a problem at work this weekend that kept me working since about 7PM Saturday until, well, now (except for 7 hours to sleep). If you didn’t notice anything amiss, great. If you did, well, sorry but it wasn’t my fault. Anywho, we’ve finally gotten to a stage where everything is working again and I’m finally home.

On a related note, I was at Heidi’s this weekend and left my cat to her own devices here at home. She had enough food to last until I returned today. I left the heat on and left all the doors open so she could wander to her favorite hidey holes in all the rooms. Well, I forgot that my cat has this thing about closing the door to my office. This wouldn’t normally be a problem except that she likes to close it while she’s still inside the room. For some silly reason, she still hasn’t figured out that she can’t open the door once it’s closed.

So I come home today, expecting her to come running out as soon as she heard me tramping up the stairs to my apartment. I open the door… nothing. Then I hear this pathetic cat cry coming from somewhere in the apartment. Sure enough, she shut herself in the office… which has no heat of it’s own and obviously no food, water, or litter. Judging from the amount of food left in her bowl, she locked herself in early today morning. I love my cat, but damn can she be dumb sometimes.

One thing I love about cats, though: First thing she did was run for the litter box. Good kitty.