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the_siobhanCurrent alcohol count: I'm still working on my second g&t but in my defense, Axel makes fucking enormous g&ts.
I make jokes about coming home from a weekend where D is alone in the house and finding out we have 4 additional cats. Because seriously, man. He is the cat whisperer. He sits on the porch to smoke and every cat in the entire neighbourhood has figured out that he is a hopeless soft touch and will feed them if they give him big kitten eyes.[1]
And that is how we ended up feeling responsible for the welfare of a tiny grey tabby feral tom cat[3] who has developed the habit of sleeping on our porch. Last weekend's project was to dig out one of our unused plastic storage bins, cut some entry holes in it and line it with styrofoam to make a winter shelter. This is now sitting on the far corner of the porch. We taped some plastic across that corner of the porch to try and create a sheltered area but it seems to just trap the rain water, so we'll have to come up with something better.
We are such suckers.
I give it a year tops before he's living in the house.
[1]He's also on a "neighbourly nod in passing" basis with every skunk and possum that lives in the 'hood.[2]
[2]Not the raccoons so much. They're assholes.
[3]I have dubbed him "the Ghost". He's very shy.
I make jokes about coming home from a weekend where D is alone in the house and finding out we have 4 additional cats. Because seriously, man. He is the cat whisperer. He sits on the porch to smoke and every cat in the entire neighbourhood has figured out that he is a hopeless soft touch and will feed them if they give him big kitten eyes.[1]
And that is how we ended up feeling responsible for the welfare of a tiny grey tabby feral tom cat[3] who has developed the habit of sleeping on our porch. Last weekend's project was to dig out one of our unused plastic storage bins, cut some entry holes in it and line it with styrofoam to make a winter shelter. This is now sitting on the far corner of the porch. We taped some plastic across that corner of the porch to try and create a sheltered area but it seems to just trap the rain water, so we'll have to come up with something better.
We are such suckers.
I give it a year tops before he's living in the house.
[1]He's also on a "neighbourly nod in passing" basis with every skunk and possum that lives in the 'hood.[2]
[2]Not the raccoons so much. They're assholes.
[3]I have dubbed him "the Ghost". He's very shy.
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Date: 2017-11-05 03:39 am (UTC)