To Keep Me From Gettin’ To You

We’re still sleeping in our own apartment, although we can’t do much else there. The cats refused to move upstairs with us (yes, we know who’s in charge), so they hide out wherever they can during the day and take over the house again every afternoon (Santi starts early and leaves by 2:30 every day). I created a temporary barrier on the terrace (using bendable artificial Christmas tree branches and bamboo sticks) to keep the boys from visiting our next door neighbors.

I was quite proud of my work, which took little time to assemble. Dudo was not impressed. He attempted to pull it down Tuesday morning. I repaired the damage.


San Geraldo opens the terrace door early, so the cats can hang out and not bother our beauty rest. When we got out of bed at 7:00 today, both boys were asleep in the living room.

THIS IS WHAT WE SAW OUTSIDE.
(AND A NEW TERRACE TILE TEASER.)
DUDO PRETENDING TO BE ASLEEP.

Dudo’s brow lifted when we said, “What did you do?” but his eyes barely opened. Moose quietly left the room.

FINALLY… “WELL, GOSH, HOW DID THAT HAPPEN?!?”

I repaired my pretend barrier while Dudo watched. As I walked away, I could swear I heard the cats laughing.

Ain’t no mountain high enough…

Author: Moving with Mitchell

From Brooklyn, New York; to North Massapequa; back to Brooklyn; Brockport, New York; back to Brooklyn... To Boston, Massachusetts, where I met Jerry... To Marina del Rey, California; Washington, DC; New Haven and Guilford, Connecticut; San Diego, San Francisco, Palm Springs, and Santa Barbara, California; Las Vegas, Nevada; Irvine, California; Sevilla, Spain. And Fuengirola, Málaga..

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