The plane I was in touched down at midnight Wednesday/Thursday, depending how you look at it.  The first thing I head upon connecting with my brother, who picked me up, was ‘Your fur babies where Turdkeys.’  That told me exactly what they had been during my absence at home.  Tath mostly hid in the linen closet, as I expected.  Thena kept him company so he wouldn’t be lonely all the time, but basically did whatever she wanted otherwise… until it came to getting their claws clipped, which was a necessity.   Thena tends to go ballistic whenever it is time to get her nails clipped, and it sounds as if this has gotten worse.  NO ONE wants to do her nails, and this includes the vet and her assistants.  Hiss.  Growl. Snarl.  Cuss.  And yes, she is not afraid to use said nails for evil intent, or defence, depending how you look at things.  They wrap her tightly in a towel and go at it.  Even then they get shredded.  Up to this point, Tath has been easier.  If you can catch Tath, he is usually resigned to take the punishment.  (This means that he lets you hold him and cut his nails without issue.)  Clearing throat here and trying to make excuses for the pretty kitty… maybe it was because mama wasn’t here to see what he was doing that he thought he could get away with it, maybe he thought that if Thena could do it, so could he.  I think you already know where this is going.  They pulled him out of the linen closet and he immediately went boogaloo all over them.  One Tath cat in motion.  A stream of explicits coming out of his mouth (I have to talk to both of them about their language now), and a streak of white fur in motion as he struck at those that trimmed his nails.  Only time will tell if this is going to continue.  Sigh.  Other than hiding, biting, cussing, and generally doing everything but chewing tobacco to get their feelings about their desertion through to those around them, they were generally calm.    I walked through the doorway, luggage in tow, and Thena came running out from the back of the house.  Meouw?  Meouw! And immediately began to run in circles… celebration time is here.  Tath slinked into the kitchen moments later, turned and headed back to my room, seemed to realize who I was and returned… mama! mama… in that Siamese voice of his.  I slept surrounded by fur, and the sound of purring.  They seem to have this idea that I owe them extra cuddles to make up for lost time… snort. 

How did it go at RTC Ottawa, you are wondering?  The hostess was gracious, the hotel was well situated and clean, the people attending were friendly and welcoming, it was all I could have hoped.  As far as my part went, I didn’t woof my cookies before I had to read, I believe I did alright in my place on the panel, so that part went well.  Without Eniko, I don’t think I would have done nearly as well as I did.  I might have even got lost finding my way out of the room.  She was wonderful with her support.  We met a lot of great authors and readers.  I would do it again, given the chance, even if we did forget our capes.  Next year I may, or not be there, but that depends on if one of the other authors can’t, as the lineup was already in place before I put my name back in.  I am on a waiting list.  If everything goes well, I will not be there… why do I say that?  Mainly because I would not wish anyone the misfortune that would be the cause of their having to miss it.  There are not very many tickets left available, which means Eve will have another sell out next year, which is as it should be for an event this well managed.  Which is another thing, I would like to thank Eve Langlais for the open welcome I received.  (BTW, her daughter is drop dead gorgeous and just as friendly.)

Well, this is lagging on and I have typing to do.  I have only managed to transfer 2 of the 30 chapters I have written so far on ‘Final contact’ (one of my 2019 releases).  I did think up new storylines while I was there, one for a contemporary and another that we will not talk about.  (No, it is not THAT type of book, I don’t write THAT TYPE of books… LOL)  Figure that one out.  

Until next week, take care, be good and know that you are loved.