early morning serenade

this morning it rained slightly again, which was fine with me. with my bum knee and ungainly limp there was no question of me going out, so i took my time getting up.

i was on the verge of slipping back into dreamland when i heard this raucous caterwauling — which sounded like a plaintive whine from a maudlin drunk who hasn’t gone home for days.

‘cats!‘ i thought with a grin. it went on and on, like an endless concert of avenging banshees that you couldn’t escape from. finally, just for the heck of it, i joined the unearthly chorus.

my sudden (and unsolicted) participation obviously startled the performers because they stopped yowling for a bit, before launching into another aria. after 5 minutes, the early morning serenade began to acquire a more ominous tone. clearly there was was more growling and snarling this time, like a periodic clashing of cymbals.

curious, i leaned out of my window to investigate. there on the rooftop, a couple (although it sounded like there were 6 of them at least) of mean-looking, battle-scarred tomcats were getting psyched up for a knockdown, no-holds-barred brawl. in a flash, i reached for my celphone and began snapping away.

disgruntled at this untimely interruption, both feline combatants turned to glower at me balefully. (if feline looks could kill, i’d probably be lying dead at that moment weeheheh.) then, they turned to snarl at each other again, but except for a malevolent glare it was clear that the warbling warriors had lost their appetite for mayhem. then with a hiss both gladiators stalked off from the scene

in their eyes i must have been the ultimate party pooper. not only did i spoil their early morning concert, i had to come in and break up their fight, too. *LOL*

meowww!

it’s getting colder…

it’s definitely getting colder these days.

one surefire indicator: my electric bill has gone down. not much, but it’s enough to make me notice. another sign: i can’t last the whole night with my ACU turned on. this means i usually need to wake up around 5:00am to turn it off; otherwise, i’d end up shivering (despite my PJs and thick blanket) or else wake up with a stuffy nose.

also, the unpredictable downpour of rain has just claimed its latest casualty: me.

how did it happen?

i was reading in my room when the rain suddenly started. after shutting the windows in my bedroom, i rushed to the living room to do the same thing. in my hurry, i failed to notice that the floor was already wet. in a blink of an eye, i slipped and went sailing across the floor, performing an awkward half-split in the process, before landing hard on my right knee.

cra-a-aack. for one horrified moment i thought i had broken my kneecaps. (the thought of lugging around a heavy knee cast for months sounds uncomfortable and repugnant to me.) after several seconds i tried to stand up. despite the pain and the lacerated skin (a reddish bruise was already starting to show), things seemed basically ok. that is, until i took my first step.

so now, i’m limping around my place like a rickety cart with uneven wheels. i’m functional (which is a great relief) but after reflecting about the events of the past few days, i am forced to conclude that either i am one of the klutziest dorks around or else i’m just singularly unlucky.