I’ve finished one of my three OU courses for the year. Yesterday I posted off all 80 pages on an investigation into determining the usefulness of Neural Networks and Knowledge Based Systems in recognising individuals by fingerprint and hand geometries. A right load off my mind.
I now only have three pieces of work left. One Internet Apps exam in about a month, my final Relational Databases project due in three weeks afterwards, and a critique on that project which has to be in at the start of December. I then have two months off until starting on Data Communications and some maths module or other. I reckon I will be exceedingly drunk within 2 hours of posting off the final assignment.
The other thing I’ve done is spend about a tenner on cheap cat stuff. Ape Boy still has his ex’s cat, but he hates cats. As a result, the poor thing lives permanently outdoors and in this weather that’s just not right. It’s barely a year old and has been living in wind and rain for a month now. I have seen it approaching people going by simply as it needs attention. They do feed it, but as it’s not always there when they put the food out, it often doesn’t get any of it before the neighbourhood furry hordes pinch it all.
Last night, Kim let it in before I got home from work. It (I think it’s a “she” but don’t quote me) hid under my bed in an old suitcase – a favourite haunt for visiting kitties. I didn’t have anything to feed it at all, but let it stay the night. It wasn’t happy about being picked up – I was allowed, but after a few seconds I was treated to a very throaty growl and a half-hearted attempt to maul my forearm. I’m wondering if I squeezed or pressed on a sore bit as it’s back end and tail does look a bit the worse for wear.
Kitty was well behaved, but did have an accident on my kitchen floor. I’m not going into details, but it’s obvious from what awaited me in the morning that this cat isn’t healthy.
So. I’m not talking to the guy, and he wouldn’t care anyway, but I’m partially adopting it. I’ve picked up some cat food, a litter tray and cat litter, and a food/water bowl. If Kitty comes in, then I’ll give it some TLC. If I can, I’ll keep it in overnight and let it eat. Hopefully it’ll bulk up as it does look underweight and raggy.
With any luck, I’ll restore its faith in good human nature. Feck knows that over the last few weeks it’s seen little enough of it.
Call it Tigger… classic kitty name… will fit male or female and after watching it go for the flies it bounces like Tigger too… you know me… obsessed with naming things
Good on yer, Mosh. Pity Ape Boy couldn’t be shut out overnight in the wind & rain (or a few Nights!)
I knew you had a sensitive side.
There again, why do you keep pussy’s in a suitcase under your bed ?
I’m sure with a couple of weeks of TLC it will start to pick up… its soooo cute though, and couldn’t believe how friendly it had become!
Mine’s October 19th. After the orther courseworks, that’ll be three years out of four done. I kinda rushed things…
I do not recomment doing your “final year” project in the same year as anything else. Especially two level three courses. D’oh.
My OU exam is on 11 Oct, and then that’s five years out of six done.
So I always know I have one to hand when I go on holiday, of course.
Well, we had the little visitor last night. She (I think it’s a she) sat on my lap while I watched telly and was all cute but does *not* like her tail being touched. Gets all growly and hissy!
She spends most of the time sat in an old suitcase under the bed, or on a cushiony chair downstairs. Even gets up when I do and meows for breakfast, then happily leaves the house when I go in the morning.
I also noticed she’s started to sit on my doorstep instead of his, now.