For the past four hours, I’ve been listening to music intended for cats. Yup, for cats. I’m taking care of my girlfriend’s cats while she’s away, and in my attempt to bridge the gap between my hatred for the cats, and their cower of me, I’m playing them music to calm them down – supposedly. I’m quite surprised to see it actually work. Minutes after starting to play the music, they both came and napped beside me. Well, the mutated one, Bastet, napped; the other one, Salem, looked very confused and seemed to dislike the music. All this might just be a happy coincidence, but it feels good. I find myself talking to them in Persian a lot, it just feels right for some odd reason. Not that they understand. Also, they both seem to really dislike Toccata and Fugue in D minor, which is just sad. It’s my favourite.

Last week Summer was here (23c degrees). Today, it’s Spring (5c degrees). I like Spring more, I like the cool breeze, the birth of trees and plants and soil, and everything good. It all starts here. Life is beautiful, friends. For now though, I must attend to these spoiled cats.

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