March 10, 2018 by sandwichcontrol
And becoming strangers.
Yesterday Kingston got outside somehow.
He was just hanging out on my planting table outside when I got home.
I have no idea how long he was out.
All I know is that Rudie got one whiff of him and went on red alert.
Stranger. Fucking. Danger.
She didn’t know him.
She didn’t like him.
She didn’t want anything for her birthday.
She followed me around and would growl and hiss at him anytime he got near me. She is super protective of me. She also does this whenever it’s storming.
My cat growls at thunderstorms to keep them from fucking with me.
At some point, after explaining to her for the 1000th time that this was her brother that has lived in the house with her for the majority of her life, I had to get away from the hostilities.
I removed myself from the equation hoping they would figure shit out. I spied on them from the sun room…
They never did figure it out, so I said screw it and went back to reading comics.
I’m planning on getting a bunch done around the house today.
First on the list is to finish the last Henry.
And then I’m gonna start tackling reorganizing my studio.
And let’s be real, reading more comics.
I need to finish the first omnibus of the Sandman.
But first, I’m gonna go enjoy this cup of coffee.
See ya’ on Monday.
More soon. ~SC
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