Posts Tagged ‘Olive’
I was at the adoption center this morning, and spent time with a couple of cats who got me thinking about the concepts of love and trust. Most cats enjoy being petted and lovingly scratched. But there are some who LOVE being petted and return the affection with such fervor and abandon.
As I was petting two cats who LOVE being petted, I was struck by how trusting they were. We had never laid eyes on each other before, yet they were so happy and thankful that I was showing them some affection. They would have let me pet them for hours.
And that made me think of my cat, Olive. She’s been with me for 12 years and she doesn’t trust me. She isn’t capable for whatever reason. I know she loves me. Every night she sidles up to me and purrs away as I fall asleep. She does let me pet her for a few minutes at a time, which she didn’t allow when she was younger. So there has been improvement. My theory is she was either separated from her parents too early or she was abused. I wish I knew what happened to her. [My brother found her in a grocery store parking lot.]
Olive reminds me that you can love people but not trust them. You can love a parent or a sibling or a significant other, but not trust him or her…because of abuse or lying or cheating. I think both people and animals start out as trusting creatures. Some hold on to that trust because they have no reason not to mistrust. Others have their trust shattered in some way and they are never the same.
All of this contemplation brought to mind the great Pearl Jam song “State of Love and Trust.” Which then reminded me of the movie Singles. Which then reminded me that I am old. How can this movie be 20 years old???
An Internet Cat Video Film Festival. That is f’ing amazing.
And the audience award went to Henri 2, which I think I posted here at some point.
The festival’s playlist is on YouTube. Enjoy!
I finally made it to the Fisherman’s Feast in Boston’s Italian neighborhood. I met Abby and Rachael around dinnertime and we took it all in. Even though I’m only 25% Italian, I always feel “at home” around Italian people. And of course, Italian is my favorite type of food. Abby and I decided to try the “rice balls.” I had never had a rice ball. It weighed about 5 pounds. And felt like 10 pounds in my stomach. But it was SO GOOD.
We headed to a quiet side street for some dessert. I’ve decided I need to kidnap my mother so she can see some of Italy. She has England on the brain! A one-track mind when it comes to travel. I can’t really blame her though.
To cap off the lovely evening, I returned to my neighborhood to see the most stunning sunset.
It was breathtaking.
And lastly, in totally unrelated news. My new obsession is blind cats. I met my first blind cat yesterday at the MSPCA. She is a kitten and she is so affectionate and just plain amazing. If I lived in a bigger apartment, Olive would be welcoming this blind of bundle of love to our homestead. I had to learn more about blind cats, and found out about the famous blind cat Oskar and his friend Klaus.
There is a blind cat rescue in North Carolina. If I ever win the lottery, I will send this place a nice check. Unfortunately this will probably never happen as I play the lottery about once every four years…
Now I can say that uncooked rice has found its way into my underwear.
Two words: Rocky Horror.
A live Rocky Horror show has taken place at the Harvard Square Loews for 28 years. Alas, this Loews is closing today.
I had never been to see the midnight show, because I am too old to stay up that late anymore. So when I heard that an additional 9:30 show was occurring on the final night, I had to go.
I hadn’t been to a Rocky show or even watched the movie in years, so I was psyched to say the least. It is such a silly movie…and seeing it with a live cast and a bunch of devotees makes it feel like you are in the midst of a Mystery Science Theater episode. I’m actually glad I had seen the movie multiple times before, because half the time the dialogue was being drowned out by people quipping at the screen.
We all had “bags of shit” with various props inside. Rice is thrown during a wedding scene, and that is when rice made it down my shirt, down my pants…everywhere.Tim Curry is perfection in the role of Frank-n-furter. I just put Clue in my Netflix queue.
Luckily, Rocky Horror has found a new home at the Loews on Boston Common. I’m still saddened to see another movie theater closing. It was a dumpy theater, but a theater nonetheless.
In other news, I shed blood twice yesterday. During a haircut, the stylist caught her comb in my ear cartilage piercing. F*ck! Then as I was getting out of bed in the middle of the night, Olive walked across my bare legs and lost her footing. A little cat scratch fever, anyone?