[Magdalen] I was in prison, and ....

James Oppenheimer-Crawford oppenheimerjw at gmail.com
Fri Mar 11 22:22:39 UTC 2016


More dreadful news.  The floor has been ripped out and new foundation put
in, but they had to use a compound to level everything, and it will need to
cure for a day or so. The kitties have to remain in seclusion again.

However, I am spending a lot more time with them, so they get some
stimulation anyway. In a couple more days, it will all be just a vague
memory, like a bad dream.  Like the bad dream they have of being in a wire
cage for days at a time...



James W. Oppenheimer-Crawford
*“A life is like a garden. Perfect moments can be had, but not preserved,
except in memory. LLAP**”  -- *Leonard Nimoy

On Fri, Mar 11, 2016 at 1:45 AM, James Oppenheimer-Crawford <
oppenheimerjw at gmail.com> wrote:

> Today they cut out and removed the fiberboard with the smelly sticky black
> stuff on it, and replaced it with new plywood.  They hope to alleviate the
> slopes in the floor by use of shims. We could allow the kitties to come out
> of seclusion, since there is now clean plywood only on the floor, and soon
> we hope there will be tiles.  One of the kitties expressed their feelings
> by spewing their latest meal onto the fresh plywood.  I hope that lightly
> used catfood doesn't destroy the integrity of the floor....
>
> We wiped it up as soon as we could.
>
> Tonight they will get to sleep with us again. The world is once again a
> safer place.
>
> James W. Oppenheimer-Crawford
> *“A life is like a garden. Perfect moments can be had, but not preserved,
> except in memory. LLAP**”  -- *Leonard Nimoy
>
> On Thu, Mar 10, 2016 at 1:01 AM, James Oppenheimer-Crawford <
> oppenheimerjw at gmail.com> wrote:
>
>> We are getting a new floor for our kitchen.  The tiles have been ripped
>> up, and the underneath is really nasty.  We cannot bar the kitchen from the
>> rest of the house, so for the duration, the kitties have to remain in the
>> other side of the house, which is my office.  They are very sad.  Every
>> time I come over to put out food, they try to make a break for it (if
>> you're a cat, making breaks for it is what you do). Please pray that we get
>> through this and the kitties all survive and don't have any lasting
>> resentments.
>>
>> I notice again that the big guy, Malcolm, still defers to his much
>> smaller older brother, Max, when at the food dish.  He is genuinely
>> respectful of his brother.
>>
>> They are probably not blood related, but when we adopted four cats at the
>> SPCA, they reviewed the surrender documents for all of them, and it became
>> apparent that Max and Malcolm had been surrendered from the same home.
>> Max weighs about twelve pounds, and is deaf now. Malcolm is well over
>> twenty pounds.
>>
>> I need to close down the pc and go to bed, hopefully without letting
>> anybody escape....
>>
>> James W. Oppenheimer-Crawford
>> *“A life is like a garden. Perfect moments can be had, but not preserved,
>> except in memory. LLAP**”  -- *Leonard Nimoy
>>
>
>


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