Sunday, July 25, 2010

Settling In and Stressing over the CAT

The CAT I'm stressing over is not a a living animal, sometimes I think it is, but it is actually our community diagnostic which we have started writing. It's a beast but we have a lot of information for it, it's just the challenge of sorting through it all and figuring out which information that we have is correct.
The kitties have been officially blocked from pooping underneath our room. It only smells now when it rains or is a bit more humid. The poor things though are now outside and have been through a few battles. They have been throttled a few times. Joe and I found Gary in the morning not able to walk on his front leg, and it appeared the tom cat had left him in a pile of cow dung. He's doing better now and walking more and more on his leg.

Now that the cats are out from under the house the mice have moved in. The kitties have killed 4 to date but they aren't able to get up to the partial ceiling. Joe and I alternate our paranoid nights in bed with the flashlight checking out every scratching and nibbling sound we hear.