One of those weeks. Roof is still leaking. The kitties are going in places where they shouldn’t and leaving presents. I heard something running around in the attic. I was convinced it was a squirrel (luckily it was just a loud heating system kicking in).
Most nights I have been hearing something loud, like a door shutting, that vibrates the floor. It sounds like someone slamming a door. The kitties all jump up — but they don’t go investigate. I’ve seen too many B movies to go investigate. I know what happens to the heroine when she opens the door and asks ‘Who’s there?’
I haven’t been out to the barn except maybe once per week. It’s been nice but every time I step outside I start coughing.
