I think I'm really starting to like this deck thing. The other day I was sitting in front of the closed sliders, staring off into space as I'm known to do, and I caught a glimpse of a long-haired Siamese-looking neighbor. Mom and dad opened the sliders for me, and as I stepped outside I noticed a black and gray tabby as well. The two of them were either playing with each other, or hunting one of the many birds that I see flitting back and forth out there in the trees and low brush.
Once I get outside I like to pace back and forth, looking for the best spot to sit and take in everything. And no, they still haven't put anything soft out there for me.
If you look real hard in this picture you can see the little white blob off in the background. That's the Siamese one that dad says he's seen several times since we've been here. Sometimes I wish I was able to get out there and join them, but then I get bored and just go back inside to sleep.
Here I am, basking in the rays out on my new screened-in deck/porch/whatever-the-hell-you-call-it. Mom and dad think it's funny how sometimes I sit on the carpet just inside the sliders, looking out. I heard them talking last night about putting something soft out here for me to lay on. Isn't it amazing how we can have them so wrapped around our little paws?
Soooo, where to begin? Well, to make a very long (boring) story short (readable), mom and dad got away from that... place (dump). After searching high and low through job listings from near and far, and being tempted by the remote chance of possibly returning to where we came from in NC dad got a job about 25 minutes from the apartment (filthy, smelly shitpit) we were in.
The move was quick, and the new place is nice. There is a story that goes along with that, but I'll spare you. Let's just say that mom had to do a BUNCH of cleaning, and the new paint job had to be re-done since the painter didn't feel the need to cut in the walls (he'd used a different color, so even I noticed it!)
The important thing is that we're somewhat settled, and the tension in the air has thinned enormously. One very cool feature here is the sliders that open onto a small screened-in deck. It's been pretty warm, and mom leaves the sliders open so I can come and go as I damn well please (the way it should be). It's pretty quiet around here, with the exception of what sounds like three or four dogs that bark incessantly (sometimes I impress myself with big words), usually starting around 4:30 a.m. They're yapping as I write, and I wish I had the ability to sneak into the trailer park estate that borders the back of this place and... oh, forget it.
The aforementioned (gold star for me!) sliders have a set of vertical blinds that hang across them, and when the glass is closed and the blinds are pulled shut there is a four or five inch space between them where I like to sneak and peer out into the darkness. So far we've seen at least two other cats out the back, and some bright, beautiful, tasty-looking cardinals in the bushes that border the yard.
Once again, I can't tell you all how much I appreciate everything you wrote in my comments. It is good to be back, and I'll slowly get back into checking out all of your blogs in the coming days.
I think I'm really starting to like this deck thing. The other day I was sitting in front of the closed sliders, staring off into space as I'm known to do, and I caught a glimpse of a long-haired Siamese-looking neighbor. Mom and dad opened the sliders for me, and as I stepped outside I noticed a black and gray tabby as well. The two of them were either playing with each other, or hunting one of the many birds that I see flitting back and forth out there in the trees and low brush.
Once I get outside I like to pace back and forth, looking for the best spot to sit and take in everything. And no, they still haven't put anything soft out there for me.
