Hello, my gentle readers. Before we return to the enthralling saga of our heroine (moi) and her ape (Idle), I have a housekeeping note. Astute readers will realize that I changed the title of this series. Instead of attaching these new posts onto the old series, I decided they deserved a series of their own, especially as I feel this is not the last post on the subject. That out of the way, back to our romantic tale already in progress.
By the way, have you noticed that where I left off, with the hug at the airport, makes both a perfect ending and a perfect beginning? Chew on that for awhile as I regale you with what happened during the actual visit.
Idle and I hugged for what seemed like forever, but was probably only minutes. He felt solid, comfortable, warm, reassuring, and just so damn right in my arms; I didn’t want to let him go. I did, reluctantly, and we were on our way. I had to focus on the road, of course, so I didn’t get to stare at him as I wanted. I did catch him staring at me when he thought I wasn’t looking, and it didn’t really fluster me as it normally would. I pointed out things of interest on the way home, but I wasn’t really thinking about my city. I was giddy with happiness and lust that the ape had finally landed. It didn’t seem possible that we were actually in the same city, my city, in my car, driving back to my house.
I was nervous, yes, but I was also just overjoyed to have him with me. We stopped at Subway because he hadn’t eaten all day, and then I drove him to my house. I am uncomfortable having people in my house for many reasons, but I was so eager to be with Idle (and touch him), I managed to quash the small panic I had as he walked into my house.
How did the cats greet him? In their usual way. Raven sniffed and let Idle pet him right away, and Shadow stood aloof. But, I am very proud of my shy guy because he didn’t leave the room. And, he did let Idle pet him the first day. By the middle of the visit, Shadow had accepted this stranger into our household–probably because Idle awoke before I did and would go to the kitchen to make coffee. Those with animals know that any time you go into the kitchen, the animals think it’s feeding time. By the end of the visit, Shadow was planting himself in front of Idle and arching his back–his way of demanding to be pet. Raven accepted Idle as another piece of furniture and would flop all over Idle, sometimes at inconvenient moments.
Back to the narrative. After we ate, Idle and I retired to the bedroom so we could get to know each other better.