The mean streak

The RV Eye Catcher

For today (Saturday):

I set a trap for the Tom that is probably the reason for Stormy’s latest set of kittens (puppies).  I told her she is going to have puppies. I really have enjoyed a lot of time petting and sympathizing with that little girl. She has been so miserable. She appeared to have 6-7 kitties inside. I laid on the floor with her. I could feel them, I told her they were fighting. She really was like a ball. She would roll over, back and forth and let me pet her on all sides.

Anyway, it is too early (I hope) for her to get caught in the trap. I went down several times during the night to make sure Stormy was not in the trap. At 2:30 I disabled the trap. I just want to have a talk with that Tom so he will know he is not welcome in our basement. Maybe later.

Anyway, life is good. I have one more coat of mud and a final sanding before painting and the floor installation.  I will use the new water proof ‘slap down’ oak design flooring.  Once the bath is completed I will take a little break before continuing (if  ever) on the apartment downstairs.

I have always wanted a bathroom down there. But When we came home, and Shirl lived here, I had planned to fix an apartment for someone to stay in and take care of Shirl. Of course that did not happen.

The history of these Condos goes back to us and my sister and hubby Dick. Dick had planned for their later years. He told me he planned to sponsor a family they knew in Guyana to take care of them in their later years, and when they passed the condo would be theirs. That sounded like a great idea. Of course that did not come to fruition.

The best laid plans of mice and men! AGAIN.

Nite Shipslog 

PS:    She learned to accept the noise of the air-guns, saws and drills. She would come in to eat 4-5 times during the day, and I would stop to pet.