cats: Loiosh, on the job
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kellan_the_tabby
[Loiosh, an orange tabby, is standing with his forepaws up on a pile of stuff in the back of the van. He’s shoved his head under a grey blanket.]
We took the weekend to go to Champions in al-Barran over Labor Day weekend, & we had a GRAND time. Yes, even Major Tom, though I made him stay in the booth every day instead of just letting him live in the van.
I don’t know what the heck Loiosh was after here, but he had a good time with it.
[Loiosh’s muzzle is sticking out from under the blanket, whiskers back. He’s looking intently off to the right.]
This was one of the too-early mornings on the trip. To be fair, they were all too early; there wasn’t a good shady place to park nearby. Although given how much energy Tom put into trying to get back to the van, maybe I should’ve chosen the walk, instead …
{Loiosh is laying in a cat bed that’s sitting on a blanket. Next to the bed is a bowl of cat food. Loiosh is chowing down with his head flopped over the edge of the bed. No effort necessary, or desired.]
This absolutely cracked me up. Oh, my boy.
[Loiosh still has his head in the bowl, but he’s glaring at the camera. His mouth is still slightly open; he was still chewing.]
He was NOT best pleased with the laughing. I feel like he should be used to it by now, but here we are.
[He’s laying half-curled up on one of the display tables, getting orange cat fur all over the nice white tablecloth. There’s bits of jewelry all around him. He is entirely asleep.]
The next day he decided to occupy the jewelry department. Yes, the entire thing. There’s, like, eight pronoun pins under there somewhere. Fortunately the horde of trans kids who occupied my booth all weekend were perfectly willing to fish stuff out from under him.
[Loiosh is meatloafed right down the middle of my chair. His forepaws are tucked under, his tail is wrapped round, and he looks like he’s contemplating the universe.]
It got a little chilly while I was packing up, but Loiosh didn’t want a blanket, he just wanted to be the smallest meatloaf. As long as he’s happy!
It was too dark to get any pictures of the feast, but rest assured he ate an entire fillet of tilapia, plus probably half of my chicken. Plus, of course, plenty of love. He had a GRAND time.
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