The separation of kitties continues. Both are curious about what's on the other side of the door. They are both extra affectionate with their humans and I've heard Theo cry outside the door a few times -- typical response to a closed door.
I have a new theory about what's happening, which is that Koa somehow injured herself. I don't think she has any broken bones, but a good deal of her back and one side is sore. It's ok to pet her gently but if you apply any pressure at all, she vocalizes a little (rrah, rrrah). I wonder if the first night -- the one when she was hissing at Theo -- was when the injury occurred. The good news is that she seems better already. I think we'll continue the separation until she seems more improved. And take her to the vet if she doesn't.
Last Friday, we went to the theater in town and saw a disturbing play called The Dead Guy. I liked the acting. Jury's still out on the play. The basic premise is that a small-town Loser (whose story was worthy of a bad country music song) is offered a million dollars to spend over the course of a week while being filmed for a reality show. At the end of the week, the viewing audience gets to decide how he dies. Of course, during the course of the week, viewer ratings shoot up, he becomes a better person, he's reunited with his girlfriend, and the person who conceived the show is wildly successful.
I guess there are a lot of underlying messages about just how base Americans are (as reflected by the protagonist, the viewing audience, and the show producer), the redemptive power of being a short-timer, etc etc. But I was left with a bad taste in my mouth. The play was funny, it was well-acted, but I felt like the messages were too broad, too obvious, and I didn't like the ending at all. So there.
Tonight, we're seeing another show a few towns over. The troupe was supposed to put on one of those modern Irish plays that leave you hoping you won't slit your wrists in the middle of the night. Fortunately, they didn't get the rights to that play, so they're doing a play I've wanted to see for a while -- um... oh yes, The Lady's Not for Burning by Christopher Fry. Sounds more fun to me.
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Did you like the Fry? It was a favorite of mine when I was young.
Dear Jir, I had to go back and read your comment in context to make sense of it. Yes, we both loved the Fry. It had a lot of great spirit and I especially liked the costumes. It's a play that's worn well over the years. Thank you for asking!
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