About 11 years ago, (3 houses ago), one of my feral kittens, Doris, accidentally got out of the house. She was “missing” for almost a week and it broke my heart.
I put signs up in the neighborhood. No one had seen her.
I found a Facebook group back then that was all about cats. And they had the most accurate advice imaginable.
They said that since Doris was a house cat and had never been outdoors before in her life (she was born in my basement), she hadn’t gone far from the house. She was likely out hiding in the bushes, too scared to even move.
What my yard at that house looked like — she could of been hiding anywhere. I looked, but couldn’t find her:
They recommended I go outside at 4AM, with some food for her (tuna, so that she could easily smell it) and that she would come out of hiding.
For some reason, it had to be around 4AM. I think that was the time that most of the other critters (racoons, etc.) went back to their little nests.
Anyway. They were absolutely right. Doris had not gone far, even though she was gone for a week.
And at 4AM, when I brought out some tuna for her, she materialized from the bushes — absolutely starving and terrified and full of fleas.
So, long story short–
As much as I was freaking out yesterday about Saffie, one of the grown foster cats, getting out of the house and not coming back. And even though I looked for her everywhere, I knew she wouldn’t have gone far; she’d never been outside before. I knew she was nearby and scared and would not come out of hiding until dark.
So this morning, at 4AM, I got out of bed, brought a bowl of food for her, went around to the front of the house — and there she sat; on the ledge of my neighbor’s front porch. Scared, hungry, ready to come back home.
Saffie, a few minutes ago, back in her favorite spot in the linen closet:
What a relief.
I really can’t tell you how stressful it is around here with all these cats.
To think that there was once a time when I had 3, and it seemed like a lot. Most days, I just try not to think about it.
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Okay.
I’m at long last making progress revising the revisions of the revisions of the first 2 acts of Episode 2 for the TV series. I should be caught up by tomorrow. Then, only about 30-ish more new pages will be needed to complete the episode.
So we’re almost there. Two episodes will be complete, and we can focus on the pitch deck — but to be honest, gang, we have gotten such an incredible reaction from producers so far (in Europe) without anything close to a pitch deck yet. (We do have tons of backstory and 3-season character and story arcs, though. We have mounds of material, just not a pitch deck. Yet.)
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And yesterday, I spoke very quickly with Sandra while on my shift, and was then able to formally put in for time-off in July to go to NYC to begin pre-production of the staged reading of “The Guide to Being Fabulous”!!
That felt incredible, gang. One step closer to it being real. Wow.
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And here’s this!! In honor of the 50th anniversary of Ronnie Wood joining the Rolling Stones–
The Folio Collection, by Ronnie Wood, is now available for sale! A limited printing of 200. I cannot even fathom what the price is on this (my guess is that it’s already sold out) (40 seconds):
Back in the early 80s, when Ronnie was making a lot of solo albums, I bought a signed lithograph — a limited printing, based on art from one of his album covers.
Obviously, if I was able to buy it in the 1980s, it was not outrageously expensive.
I loved that print but I have no clue what happened to it. The last time I recall seeing it was around 2015. I can’t imagine what it would be worth these days.
It was from this era — 1981:
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Anyway.
I’m out of time here so I gotta scoot!
Enjoy your Saturday, wherever you are in the world!! (I know I will, because by midafternoon, 7 shifts will be behind me!! What a week…)
Thanks for visiting.
I love you guys.
See ya!
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Okay!
Our new Daily Feature continues!
Gifts Keith Richards gave me when I was a wee bonny girl!!
Wherein I regale you with “songs Keith loved, that he would talk about in an interview in some magazine, and then I’d go out and try to find the record and then buy it with my babysitting money, and then I’d listen to it alone in my intense little room, playing it on the portable record player that my dad bought me, and the song would change my life. “
Today’s selection!! Even though I obviously knew who Elvis was by then, a lot of his early songs were brand new to me.
Elvis Presley, “Heartbreak Hotel”, 1956. Enjoy, gang!!
“Heartbreak Hotel”
Well, since my baby left me
Well, I found a new place to dwell
Well, it’s down at the end of Lonely Street
At Heartbreak Hotel
Where I’ll be, I’ll be so lonely baby
Well, I’m so lonely
I’ll be so lonely, I could die
Although it’s always crowded
You still can find some room
For broken-hearted lovers
To cry there in their gloom
They’ll be so, they’ll be so lonely baby
They get so lonely
They’re so lonely, they could die
Now, the bell hop’s tears keep flowin’
And the desk clerk’s dressed in black
Well, they’ve been so long on Lonely Street
They’ll never, never look back
And they get so, they get so lonely baby
Well they are so lonely
They’re so lonely, they could die
Well, now, if your baby leaves you
And you got a tale to tell
Well, just take a walk down Lonely Street
To Heartbreak Hotel
Where you will be, you will be so lonely baby
Well you will be lonely
You’ll be so lonely, you could die
Although it’s always crowded
But you still can find some room
For broken-hearted lovers to cry there in their gloom
Where they get so, they get so lonely baby
Well they’re so lonely
They’ll be so lonely, they could die
c – 1956 – Elvis Presley, Mae Boren Axton, Tommy Durden
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