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But the cat came back, the very next day. The cat came back, he just wouldn't stay away, stay awayyyyy...

Sorry. But he did come back, which is a happy thing. 'Specially since he was gone for almost two weeks this time! It was weird having him gone for that long, because normally he comes in every evening, (generally), and he lets us know he wants in by perching on the outside windowsill. At one time or another, he's perched on, oh, just about every window in the house except for the two north windows, and those are too high, even for him. So I'd be making supper or whatever in the kitchen, and I'd look over my shoulder at once of his favorite windows, because after almost four years, it's habit. And...he wouldn't be there. It was weird and kinda depressing, all at once.

However, Fuzzy is back, with only a cut on his cheek to show for his misadventures. Sure, it's kinda matted and painful looking, but his eye still works, and the cut will heal. Since he's been back, he's been incredibly affectionate, always twining around our ankles and begging to have affection lavished upon him. Which I have no problems with. Although right now, he's being all cuddly and whatnot because he wants to go outside and hunt small squeaky things, but he's not allowed. After all, he's got a very important appointment at the vet on Tuesday, and I do not want to take the chance of him running off again, not now. Besides, once he's neutered, he'll hopefully stay closer to home. So there's no downside, except maybe for him. And he'll get over it quickly enough.

In other news, hockey is done for the year! W00t! But don't get me wrong, I really did enjoy it. I got better over time, and I realized how truly difficult it is to skate when your skates are so dull they make squeaking noises when you try to stop... Thankfully, I only crashed into other people twice. And they bounced off of me, so that was all right. So in all, I had fun, I got better, and I have absolutely no desire to play again next year. (I really, really hate playing sports. Ringette, basketball, baseball... Really, hockey's the only one I don't actively despise.) But it's done, and I'm content.

Ahahaha, I just got the romantick joke in Thief of Time. Durr. It only took me about four years...