Something in my house that I don’t own (Don’t you weep) is now finished. I am back writing songs down again after taking a break.
Margot is cleaner. I bathed her (again!) this morning. I also applied conditioner, because she’s so staticky she’s attracting dirt like a CRT. She is an indoor-outdoor cat, and they say you should never let Persians be indoor-outdoor cats because
- They are purebreds and people will steal them (she’s chipped)
- They get filthy laying about in the debris outside
- They are none too smart and rather too docile
Unfortunately, the place has a cat door, so what can ya do? Besides, she looks so cute chasing bugs in the backyard and galloping up the back deck stairs.
Speaking of stairs, I have installed the anti-skid tape on the basement stairs, and this should prevent all three cats and any relevant hoomins from skidding down those stairs asswise. (All three cats have wiped out on the stairs).
I am glad I haven’t had the R John Caspell memorial signage made up yet because it must now include the words “And Cat Vomitarium” under “Memorial Pinball Parlour” because, like, you know, the cats enjoy throwing up on that blue carpet.
