Oh no. I know this isn't house related, but somebody tell me that I do NOT need another kitty. We have 3 indoors and one outdoors who thinks she's a dog. No more.
A stray had a litter at my mom's, then hid the kittens for about a month. Mom finally found them last week. They're pretty feral, but getting used to people. We're all in love with a sweet little gray one. I just keep reminding myself, no more. No. More. But it's very hard. And I might not win the battle.
And in other kitty news, the dog-cat I mentioned above has finally made the move. I was worried about bringing her, since she's a strictly outdoor cat. But she seemed fine. Not even an inkling to run off. She wouldn't come out of the garage for about a day and a half. Last night, though, I caught her making figure eights through the dogs legs, perfectly happy to be there. As a kitten-- a stray who showed up and started living with the dog, eating his food, sleeping in his bed, etc.-- she didn't even leave the fence at my mother's house. It was a chainlink, but I think she thought she had to stay wherever the dog stayed. Meanwhile, the dog has decided to take up residence in the monkey grass again; when I put chairs over it to keep him out, he just digs a hole in the yard to lay in. Sigh. This reminds me to buy a raised outdoor bed...
In actual house/home news, we got some more backsplash painting done...more unpacking...the insurance adjuster comes in about 10 days...Adam and the kiddo dug and weeded a hole for lettuce and spinach. Adam's put a compost area together using cinder blocks as a fence. Caterpillars are attacking our basil-- any hints on keeping them away? And our climbing rose is blooming.
So life is good, but no pictures this weekend.
Progress was made. A little bit of progress...
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