The Coyote project, day 8

So, Jenn now allows Dora (the kitten’s new name, as given by my mom, who will be the designated adopter if no one responds to the Found Pet ad in the Daily Press and the Star) out of the nursery for a few hours at a time while shutting the other cats in the master bedroom.

The first day, she explored all over, but now, she’s pretty mellow. She sat under my feet last night as I was beating my head against the wall running through Sethekk Halls on Heroic mode in World of Warcraft, and she chilled out with us on the sofa while we were watching three-quarters of the final Sopranos season on DVD this weekend.

She’s been out with Lucky once or twice, on the theory that he’s the most mellow of the two Hesperia Yarbrough cats. They kept their distance and hissed a little bit at each other. I’m told — via text message — that they’re no longer hissing at each other, but each doing their own thing in the house currently.

The nursery is very musky, and I suspect that Dora is not only not fixed, but she’s in heat. She’s still underfed, though — it’s impressive to see how she eats for such a little kid — so she hasn’t done all the yowling normally associated with cats being in heat. We’ll get all vaccinated up once the Found Pet ads run their course. If she’s moving to Oakland, though, it’s probably better for her to get her operation up there and recover in her new home.

She still doesn’t meow, just squeaks like a squeak toy. She’s allowed me to trim one paw’s nails. After the school board meeting tonight, and writing up the subsequent story (or stories), I’ll work on paw number two.

She’s a good kid. My folks are getting a good deal here.

Flickrvision

The world, via pictures, in (almost) real time. Very cool.

Fido

I’m not a zombie fan, really, and I’m not sure what made me rent this film, but I’m glad I did. I suspect the hardcore zombie fans whom this is being marketed towards (including with all the trailers on the DVD) won’t necessarily be happy with this film.

Fido is a zombie movie, but it’s sort of Night of the Living Dead Invade Pleasantville, a social commentary and satire of post-9/11 life set in a post-World War Z world that resembles the sunny and optimistic 1950s, where any questioning of the compromises made for peace — or that the security measures in place are more feel-good than actually effective — leads to ostracism or worse.

Billy Connolly trades his loud and brash manner for a nearly silent role, and the comedian shows that he’s actually a pretty subtle actor. Carrie-Anne Moss turns in a very un-Matrix-like softer role and K’Sun Ray, on whose narrow shoulders much of this film rests, carries it with ease.

Take a chance of this particular flesh-eating monster. You’ll be glad that you did.

The Coyote project, day 4

The found pet ad for the kitten will run from Saturday to Saturday in the Daily Press (combining the found pet package with my free employee classified ad package) and next week in the Hesperia Star. My guess is that the kitten is not going to be claimed, but I have to try; I’d want someone who found Lucky or Hanna to do so.

If she’s not claimed, it seems like she may have a family ready to adopt her. And good thing, too, since Hanna and Lucky seem ambivalent at best and uncomfortable at worst with her presence in the nursery. Still, she’s sweet and friendly. This weekend, she gets her nails trimmed.