Casey is being freakier than normal this afternoon. He spontaneously (as Emmalee and I were sitting on the couch reading a book and John was playing quietly with a toy) went over to the TV cabinet, and started whining and shaking with his head down. I looked around to see if anything was amiss around the house, but couldn't find anything. The fireplace has given me some fits this morning. A couple of logs insisted on playing lemming and two different ones burned off and fell against the glass (and they weren't far forward, either). Then when I was trying to move them farther back, one fell apart and shot coals out onto the carpet. There's a big melted spot right in front of the hearth. I made double and triple sure there was nothing burning anywhere and the fire is currently behaving itself - yet Casey is now crammed in the corner between the yellow computer cabinet and the stereo cabinet and won't come out even if I try to coax him. He just whines and puts his head down. It almost makes me nervous that there's something going on around here - like a gas leak or something - that I just can't sense.
I mentioned to John how strange Casey was acting and mused that I'd like to know what was upsetting him so much. John answered that maybe Casey wants to go home. I said "to his new home where he won't be sad anymore?" and he said yes.
Now would be the opportune time for a new owner to appear, I think!
Saturday, January 10, 2004
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