Another Day

So another day has arrived and I (being unemployed and waiting for the next school semester to begin) have to find something to do. This week we have been riding bicycles each day in hopes that it will help aid me in the loss of weight. I spend a lot of time behind a keyboard and because of that, my increasing joy of eating and the fact that I quit smoking has added quite a few pounds to my body. In an act of kindness (to you the viewer) I have decided to try to lose some weight, but I hate exercising. So anyhow back to fighting boredom, I decided to take out the little boogers and play with them.

First I took Mojo out and de-pooped him, afterwards I tried to get him to go to sleep in my hand like I have been able to in the past. He was not having it, he fought tooth and nail (Literally) to get out of the grip and would not Go The F**k to Sleep . So I decided to take him to my bedroom and let him crawl around on my bed, that way if he tries to get away I have a better chance of catching him. In the process of playing he found a place in the room that he really wanted to jump to. However, since the place he wanted to jump to was a few boxes in a corner and I knew if he got over there I might have a hard time getting him back (I think he knew it too). I just kept spinning so he could not lock on to the boxes and that kind of made him mad. He decided to climb up my face and get on my head (Which is now bald because I shaved it) to see the boxes. This way no matter where I turned he could see the boxes. So I thought I would get smart and duck my head down so that he could step off and get on the bed, but this proved to be painful as he just dug his nails in deeper (Did I mention I also have a sun burn on the top of my head because of the baldness?).

After playing with Mojo for an hour I decided to get Precious out and give her some fun time. I brought Precious into the bedroom and tried to put her on the bed and she immediately ran back to me and up my body to my shoulder. Then I spun around and she spotted the boxes that Mojo had spotted but instead of trying to jump she ran down my leg to see if she could get a better vantage point. After she reached the edge of my shorts she turned around and ran up me in a frantically fast pace. Then she tried it again and again, first down then swoosh back up. She then went down, and braved the wild by jumping off me and onto the bed. She looked over at the boxes with a menacing grin (Well it looked like a grin :P), she headed over to my curtains. I am sure that she knew by getting on the curtains she could easily run to the boxes that she had been so intent to get to. When I wen to go for her so that she could not get on the curtains she turned around and ran up my arm again. It feels good that she was comfortable enough to come back to me. I am almost at a place willing to let her do a little more exploring of this place. I will never let her just go and explore, but part of me wants to let her go and see if she will come back.

Just Not Skinny