Mostly according to plan

[tenaya]

Currently at a net cafe, sipping a cold latte while Mom kittysits the fur people.


Well, just as I wrote that David Lynch post, I heard the sound of a Very Big Truck in the driveway. So did all the cats. I went out side to talk to the manly men about 'hey, weren't you supposed to come after noon?' They denied that the request had been made (but I saw Robert call, request and confirm they would come by afternoon sometime.) I asked them to take ten while I tried to find the cats, but they were gone. We called Robert and told him the trouble and I went out and said they would just have to come back later. They weren't happy, but HELLO! If cats are hiding in the house, they can't start the gas so wouldn't it be better to skip to the next house rather than wait for me to rustle cats?? The men just gave me that dead eye stare that said, "what's a dead cat or two?" Bastards. Luckily, as they pulled out, Brindle came out of hiding and watch them go. He was grabbed and caged. Scooter was grabbed and caged. I had to search the house completely to find where my precious, Sweet Reg, had hidden. Once he was caged, I only had about 15 minutes of stuff left to do and I went to the hotel where there was no prob about checking in early.

To make a long story short, the house was bagged about 1pm, and I checked on it a few minutes ago and all was well (a gloom and doom co-worker had to be sure and tell me about how she was cleaned out by burglers when her house was tented.)

Did you know cats are nocturnal? As soon as the lights went out last night, all three of them came out of hiding and started pacing and meowing. Lovely. I catered to their every whim for a couple of hours until they settled. Today, I've taken a deposit of Brindle's stool to the vets for testing because he still isn't feeling well and has the hershey squirts. I brought sheets from home to put all over the hotel room to minimize damage to their establishment and that's working okay. Plus, I think the flagill is beginning to work so hopefully things will improve.

Now, to buy lunch and attack that pile of SG1 zines I bought at MediaWest. Or a nap.

Comments

[catalenamara.livejournal.com]

>>>I went to the hotel where there was no prob about checking in early.

Excellent!

>>>(a gloom and doom co-worker had to be sure and tell me about how she was cleaned out by burglers when her house was tented.)

There is *always* someone like that around. When a friend of mine was pregnant, the first thing that happened was a co-worker told her tales of "pregnancies from hell". Some people just aren't happy unless they're making other people anxious or misrable. (I think the best thing to do is just ignore them. Well, there's always laughing, but not always a good idea if you have to work with them every day.)

>>>Did you know cats are nocturnal?

Oh boy yes! Mostly they adapt to us, but they easily revert to their natural ways.

[tenaya.livejournal.com]

At home, they sleep the night away with both of us! Boy, a change in their environment and they do revert.

I'm sure the co-worker will sniff and turn away when I reveal that the house was not molested during all this, very disappointed, I'm sure.

[catalenamara.livejournal.com]

>>I'm sure the co-worker will sniff and turn away when I reveal that the house was not molested during all this, very disappointed, I'm sure.

That kind of person is *always* disappointed when there's no bad news.

I used to work with this one woman - totally! paranoid! She kept on trying to convince me that someone would break into my car, hide in the back seat, and attack me when I got into the car. Now, she *knew* I drive a VW bug, so the chances of anyone actually being able to "hide" in the back seat of one of those cars is virtually nil, but let's not let logic get in the way of paranoia.

[sheepsclothing.livejournal.com]

Of course it had to be boiling hot today too! just to add to the mayhem. Still, you'll be back home soon, and then you get to clean? Does being tarped for termites leave a film on stuff, or anything like that?
I was thinking abouut that X-files episode where the 'Mask" like boy knocked people out with gas, then had his evil way with them, and then they had odd offspring, babies with curly pig tails and such. it was quite funny. Anything like that happen? 8-)
Hope the cats aren't enjoying themselves too much, or they won't want to go home!

[deej1957.livejournal.com]

It actually doesn't leave anything behind, no odor, nothing. We were tented a few months ago while mom, two cats and I lived in a local hotel for three days. The worst part about the entire thing is having to bag up everything that's not in cans or sealed jars and then unpacking it.

[tenaya.livejournal.com]

Oh, I hear you!

[tenaya.livejournal.com]

NO film, but just all the dead moths and dust rings. Cleaning is being done, but only now that the sun is down. I took a nap during the hot afternoon.

And no, no visitations by curly pig tailed mutants, thank you very much! Leave it to you to remind me of that!

The cats were more than willing to return to the cages. I think they were hoping we'd go home so they weren't disappointed.

[deej1957.livejournal.com]

our guys were supposed to show up as close to 4pm as possible, so I could work as long as I could. They got here at noon. Snort. It didn't take us long to catch the cats and leave, everything was already in the car except us. Very Boring Weekend, it was.

[tenaya.livejournal.com]

Apparently, your cats were better behaved than ours. Torture by cats, what an unpleasant time.

But, the bright side is we found a box of maple syrup cookies that we'd bought in Vancouver last April. Nice, creamy inside that tastes so delightfully of maple. It makes me think of naught thoughts involving you-know-who. *eg*