So for the last 9-ish (I don't feel like doing math) days i've been looking after my friend Brian's apartment. To be honest the time has proven to be far more of a vacation for me then i had ever expected. After spending a year living with people it was a more then welcome change to have a place to myself, though the cat I was watching turned out to be rather quirky.
This is Tuppence. She is a demon. Sure she may look nice and friendly on the outside, but once you get to know this cat you'll realize what lies behind those eyes. Here's a short list of things i learned about Tuppence:
- She is terrified of stranges and insists on hiding for several hours. Even if she know's you and you've been there every night for a week
- She likes attention and wants you to pet her, but she's a drama queen and will take a dive. The littlest touch and this cat is on it's back hissing and crying. Though as soon as you stop she'll get up and encourage you to go again.
- She's a strange eater. For the first 3 days she eat nothing, for the other 3 she was a pig.
- She likes her toys. So much so, in fact, that she will drag them in and throw them at you while you sleep. I woke up one morning with a jack stuck in my back
- She doesn't notice heat. No once did this cat show any sign of minding the horrific heat wave we're enduring.
This leads me to the subject of heat. Holy hell was it hot in that apartment. When i left for home tonight the thermometer on the balcony read 35 degrees Celsius. This afternoon it was pushing forty.But it's not just the heat that I have come to loath, it was humid too. How humid? Well let me tell you.
Friday night i had a little bit of a breakdown at around 3 in the morning. I had somethings on my mind, wasn't feeling to good and the heat was just unbearable, so i decided to go for a walk to cool down and clear my head. The humidity was so thick that i couldn't see the road from the parking lot. To make matters worse i couldn't really see anything because my glasses became soaked with humidity and sweat almost right away. That probably how I managed to get lost on the walking path and end up on a fairway. Don't get me wrong, a golf course is usually a nice suprise, but not when you're tresspassing and the course is a club link member. I bolted across the holes and ended up on Campeau Dr. an hour later i was back where I needed to be. 8 KM of unexpected good times.
So now i'm home and it feels good. Not because i've missed it or anything, just because I have an AC i can sit and die in front of.
Here's some more crap cellphone shots of Tuppence.
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