TV, among other things

Pixel is going through a period where she's stuck to me like glue. Mostly it's adorable and very much appreciated right now - except when I want to type and she's asleep on my lap. But being the adorable little psychic kitty that she is, she just rolled off my lap and onto the bed so I can type without going into mad contortions.

Chloe was inside for about an hour this afternoon. All in all it went pretty well. There was hissing by the house cats, and gigantic Holmes (Jabba the Cat, as browncoat calls him) whacked her across the face with his ginormous paw, but she scampered away and disaster was averted.

I've decided to give the rest of the barn cats to a no-kill shelter. We're keeping Chloe, of course, and possibly Morse if browncoat really wants him, but the mom and Jane will be moving on. We can't keep them all, as much as I wish we could, and the winter will be too harsh for them to stay in our small, uninsulated barns. I'm positive that the kitten(s) will be adopted straight away because . . . kitty! (And ours are particularly adorable.) I also think that Mirabelle will be better off there, because even if she isn't adopted, being an older cat, she'll be warm and dry and fed and loved for the rest of her days. The shelter was named one of the best Ontario volunteer organizations recently, so I think this is the best thing to do. It's not like we haven't tried to find them homes, but it still kills me, though.

I was going to talk about TV, wasn't I? All righty then. I am head over heels in love with Pushing Daisies. I finally got darlong and browncoat to watch it with me tonight, and they both loved it as well. At the point when the waitress was doing the little song-and-dance number with the Golden Retriever, Dar turned to me and said sadly, "This show is so doomed." Sigh. I hope that she's wrong. I know that the critics love it. And I know that I love it. And usually in the past that has indeed been the unshakable signs of imminent cancellation, but I'm holding out hope for this show.

On the other hand, I'm giving up on Heroes. That much eye rolling and sneering at the screen just isn't good for my health. I will give it props for one thing, though: ( casting spoiler for last night's ep )

. Even given that, I just can't give any more hours out of my life to that show. I've also given up on Reaper and Chuck, although of those two, I'm more inclined to watch Chuck if it happens to be on when I'm channel browsing. Survivor is a let down this season, too. And it's in China! How is that possible? And yet - very bored.

So I guess I'm left with Dexter, L&O:CI, Pushing Daisies, America's Next Top Model, Brothers and Sisters, Supernatural, and Friday Night Lights. Speaking of FNL ( EEEEEEEE! )

A few more that I just can't remember because I really don't think that I'm down to just seven shows. Aaaand I'm eagerly awaiting the return of The Amazing Race, Project Runway, Jericho, Lost, and Battlestar Galactica.

I am having a massive brain freeze. Gotta go.