Close call

[desperance]

So there was just a knock on the door, and I went down to see, and there was no one on the doorstep any more but a taxi-man with his car. "Taxi?" he said. "No," I said, "thanks anyway." And while I was politely apologising for not being the person who'd phoned him, Barry slipped out between my legs and was away. Straight onto the road and under the wheels of the taxi. But the guy started his engine and that scared him, further out into the road; where he changed his mind, turned round and went back into the house. With me chasing vainly in his wake all the way.

Which is why I don't want to let him out. Stupid bloody cat...

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[affreca.livejournal.com]

Barry prefers not to be on the harness, but puts up with it in order to be outside. It only works because he is a laid back cat. He can get out of the harness (and will to beg at the door when he wants back in if he's gotten the lead enough he can't reach the door on the harness). All he wants is a good roll and a taste of grass.

His full name is Niobrara, but Barry works for nickname. I found your journal because I saw a comment about Barry, and was curious.

[desperance.livejournal.com]

His full name is Niobrara

Wow. Does this have a meaning, a source...? (My Barry's called Barry because the nice people who brought him to the vet had found him on Barry Street. First thing I thought when he came to me, we'll change that name; but no. People ganged up on me, and he seems quite happy. He sort of almost answers to it, sometimes...)

[affreca.livejournal.com]

My Barry is a light orange tabby. I was applying to grad schools in geology when I got him, so I thought I would name him after a rock formation. Niobrara is a limestone formation in the plains famous for dinosaur fossils.

The grey cat in the icon is his sister Ljubljana (after the capital of Slovenia because I like torturing the vets with the j's).

[desperance.livejournal.com]

The grey cat in the icon is his sister Ljubljana (after the capital of Slovenia because I like torturing the vets with the j's).

You're a bad person. I never even told our vets Sophie's and Misha's full names, out of pity (they were Sophonisba and Artemisia, and actually it was probably self-pity; I've had a lifetime of spelling out my own name, and I'm just tired of it, y'know...?).

PS

[desperance.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry, but I just saw the page with your comment above mine, and the two Barrys just staring at each other through the internets...

[desperance.livejournal.com]

Apologies to Ljubljana (and perhaps that's why Barry's staring quite so intently; I strongly suspect him of harbouring heterosexual tendencies...).