Things are actually looking pretty good as far as work is concerned. There's a good chance we'll be working on this until bedtime, but that's only because we're stubbornly insistent on at least finishing the second draft today. But best of all, I feel like we've been doing a pretty good job with the dialogue, which makes me feel a whole lot better about life.
In the meantime, there have been goings on involving kittens. I mentioned their visit from two nights ago. Well, since then they seem to have developed an intense curiosity for our apartment, because Page asked to go outside again last night, and no sooner had I opened the door than two little feline faces were poking through it from the other side. It was getting late and we wanted to go to bed, so we decided to shoo them back out and close the door, but then Page stood by the door and meowed at me to get my attention. Maybe I'm just not that open-minded, but the only possible interpretation I was able to come up with is that she wanted me to let the kittens inside. I went to the door, and she braced herself. So I'm pretty sure she's still not a huge fan of the kittens, but she was willing to go outside her comfort zone and deal with them for whatever reason. I don't know if it's because she wants to make friends but is afraid of fellow members of her species like us, or if she senses how much we like the kittens and wanted to let them in for our sake, or if she sensed how badly the kittens wanted to look around and couldn't say no to a small child. Whatever the reason, we let the kittens in.
Page was pretty good about it. She positioned herself in the hallway, effectively blocking the path to the bedrooms, and any time a kitten got close she would meow at them until they went away. She even started hissing once, but then she seemed to catch herself and was more careful after that.
As for the kittens, they were all over the place. And they brought a friend from the neighborhood, a more adult black cat. They just wandered around exploring and being generally very cute, until eventually Page decided she had had enough, so we started wrangling kittens to send them outside. They were surprisingly reluctant to go.
Page asked for us to open the door again this morning, and she actually got to go outside for a few seconds before the kittens noticed the open door and came over for another look. But Page seemed less happy about it this time, and we had stuff to do, so we gently turned them away and returned to our breakfast. That's when there was suddenly a kitten face behind me. I was sitting by the window, and suddenly bam! kitten face. We don't know how she got there, because there isn't anything by the window that she could stand on to make her tall enough. We can only guess that she jumped and then clung onto the windowsill or the screen for a few seconds before she fell back down. And we have to wonder: are they that curious about our apartment?
Anyway, the neighbor once asked if we knew anybody who could take in a kitten, and I didn't volunteer immediately because one, I didn't know if Page would like it; two, we're not sure if we can afford another cat right now (especially if we have to pay more pet rent); and three, if we can afford another cat, we don't know if we could afford three other cats, and we're not prepared to think about their inevitable breakup. But we're going to have to start thinking about it eventually...unless we decide we can just adopt them all after all. But we don't have time to consider these matters, because we have deadlines.
Today I'm thankful for making good progress on Noragami that I feel pretty good about, Page being kind enough to let the kittens visit for a while, getting to take a nice long break for dinner, the knowledge that eventually this trial will pass, and kitten faces in the window. (Never have I felt this icon to be more appropriate.)