Heavy breathing

More duffel cat
Originally uploaded by Dani H..

Do you see the sweet little Baby Cat to the right? That little brat gave us a scare earlier tonight, as she's been known to do.

While Dave & I were eating dinner, there was a ruckus in the office (Cause: Fat Mojo attack). We went in and broke it up, shooed everyone out.

So later, I'm in the office surfing the Net, and I hear something scratching at the window, akin to nails on a chalkboard. I'm thinking the possum is back and wants in. I pull the curtain aside just as Sugar Puddin' leaps against the window again FROM THE OUTSIDE. As in trying to GET BACK INSIDE.

I calmly went to the living room and told Dave that she was out there - how the fuck did she get out there? - but not to come out with me while I tried to get her because she'd really freak out if we both were trying to get her.

Well, I saw her at the end of the house and she mewed at me, but would not come to me. I tried to find her, but it was way too dark, so I had Dave get me a flashlight. That's when he told me that the cats had knocked the screen out of the window - ah, that's how.

Well, I found her huddled by the backyard fence, and she yowled at me, but I knew she wouldn't come to me, so I wasn't sure what I was going to do. Then I saw Dave in the office window, which he opened. I told him to stand back 'cause she'd be flying in any second, and sure enough she did.

I don't know if she fell out, or just thought she'd go on a little adventure, and I guess it doesn't really matter but DAMN.

Some of her other panic-inducing moments include her getting away when I tried to take her outside on a leash when I lived on MAIN STREET in Bowling Green because I am stupid, her dashing outside to chase a cat when I tried to throw water on it, and her hiding in a suitcase on moving day making us think she'd gotten out while our mattress was being taken to the van. I knew from the first two incidents that no way would I get close to her tonight since I almost had to tackle her those times to get hold of her.

But, everyone is safe and sound, and all screenless windows are closed for the night.

Biggest. Purchase. Ever.

The house
Originally uploaded by Dani H..

We're homeowners. HomeOWNERS. Have been for about a month and a half. And you know what? It doesn't really feel any different.

Maybe it's because we aren't totally done with the rental (lease is up at the end of the month; couldn't get out of it). Maybe it's because there are still boxes all over the place (I really should have taken a week off to move and get settled in). Maybe it's because - well, honestly, I don't know why. We've already have a few things happen that really should have made it sink in.

What you can't see from the photos is how we got three hot showers before the water heater crapped out (I got the fourth shower).

You can't see how we seem to have some sort of plumbing issue that I noticed today gets worse after I do a load of laundry.

You can't see the screwy wiring for the dryer that causes it to only work on the high setting, and it usually needs run at least twice and sometimes three times. Also, it works better if you leave the garage light on.

You will see the traps in the back yard for the possum, but you won't see the two dead possums Dave had to fish out from under the deck that were attracting a third possum, hence the need for the traps.

But, the water heater was covered by our home warranty so we got a brand new one for WAY less than what it would have been. We have a plumber coming on Monday. The wiring will be taken care of eventually.

And the traps are gone now. No possum was caught, but the same squirrel was caught twice in the same trap. And after seeing it up close and personal I have to say they are crazy little animals.

The cats adjusted relatively quickly, and Rusty needed no time at all, of course. And he loves loves loves his back yard. I really can't wait for it to warm up and not be rainy so we can just hang out outside and not get cold (me) and muddy (Rusty).

I'm off to check on the dryer, so go look at the floors that Dave & my dad put down, and be sure to check out Rusty racing around the yard!