5 Howls: Homesick

[coyote_walking]

Somebody told me to give it a week or two and then I'd really be homesick. Boy, were they right.

I miss working at my garage and I miss my single-wide and I miss Medea - damn I miss my cat.

I even miss Samuel and Adam getting at each other and that shows sheer desperation.

Anyone want to distract a girl? Tell me a good place to go or something I should see or visit? Watch a movie with me?

Comments

[winewomenand]

Trust me. Eat with me. I will not allow you to get a thought in edgewise, I promise you.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

I don't know, I'm an awfully thinky type person.

But I'm willing to give it a shot. Thanks, Robin.

[winewomenand]

You are always welcome at my table, Mercedes. And in my bed, should you ever so choose to take me up on that offer.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Thanks.

And, uh... good to know. Wouldn't hold your breath, though. Till this past month it had been about ten years since I'd so much as been kissed or been on a date. I stopped random fooling around a while ago.

[winewomenand]

Ten years? My gods, I can scarcely imagine. You poor, sweet girl. I could fix this for you immediately.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Let's stick to dinner and the non-groping, Robin.

[winewomenand]

Fine, fine. We'll stick to one dessert with dinner, then, as much as I am willing to serve myself up covered in honey.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Again, I appreciate the sentiment, but yeah, save the honey for someone else.

[winewomenand]

Did you really have a cat? A coyote with a cat?

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Medea was special. She loved anyone who'd give her some attention and love.

But yeah, most cats hate coyotes.

[winewomenand]

I can imagine that the feeling is mutual. Cats are miserable creatures. They care only about themselves and satisfying their own whims. Each one believes that he or she should still be rightfully worshiped as a god. No thanks to the Egyptians.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Not a cat lover, I see!

[winewomenand]

I cannot stand the foul little creatures. Mine is named Salome.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Wait... you have a cat? When you dislike them so much?

[winewomenand]

She adopted me. Now she refuses to leave. And she isn't a normal cat-- she is a homicidal mummified bitch from the depths of Hades. I ought to get her a nicer collar here, soon.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Homicidal mummified... oh, she doesn't sound like a cat I'd like to meet.

I guarantee you'd like Medea better.

[winewomenand]

She's a sweetheart when you get to know her. Perhaps.

And I don't like pets in general. They tend to want attention. Which distracts attention from where it truly belongs.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I'd believe that when I saw it!

And where does your attention belong?

[winewomenand]

On myself.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

I should have known!

[winewomenand]

Am I so predictable?

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

About your importance over all else? Fairly, yes.

I'm surprised you'd extend yourself to dinner when you're not getting... dessert.

[winewomenand]

I could take what I wanted to. But there is no pleasure if it isn't given freely and enjoyed mutually. As much as I would enjoy a roll in the clover with you, I would prefer your willing company over a Sachertorte and a red wine.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you feel that way. I enjoy talking to you and I'd hate to have to stop because I was worried you wouldn't respect my choices.

And I'm definitely willing company for the latter.

[winewomenand]

Respecting your choices is another matter entirely. I can grudgingly admit defeat when it is necessary. Begging would be a waste of energy.