Most of the fireworks are over. Legally, all of them were supposed to end at midnight on July 4th. Well, we can all guess how well that went. Everyone, meaning Quint, Pia, Mom, and Tessa on and off, stayed inside in or near the Chewy box and carrier forts softened with blankets draped over the pile. Dad had to work all weekend and on her way to pick him up for home, Mom saw lots of July 4th mess still left on streets and sidewalks. A bunch of someones had a good time it would seem, including Viola who wasn’t really bothered by the thunderously loud mortars going off right out front of our house. “Meh,” she seemed to say at each and every boom.
What did rile her up was other cats in her new personal cardboard box sitting on the island. We told her if she was to abandon it, even for the briefest of moments, someone was probably going to nab it.
I had to pee, Mom!
Yes, and thank you. Here’s a different box, freshly cut down to fit your style.
It’s not freshly cut down. I slept in this same box weeks ago. Who are you trying to kid?
Okay, well, here’s another box that isn’t freshly cut down either. Happy now?
*scowls at Mom*
Viola, you’re going to have to share your new box. That’s all there is to it. We can’t guard it for you 24/7, and no one can reason with your sister Tessa. You’re just going to have to share.
This is so unfair. I don’t want to share! Give that sister those other lesser boxes.
Okay, we’ll give that a try, little girl.
You’re darn tooting you will!
Wow, someone’s sure gotten sassy!
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The temperature reached 103 degrees Fahrenheit here yesterday, 102 on Saturday, and it’ll be 104 today and tomorrow with upper 90’s for the rest of the week. Last year, on July 4th weekend, we had no air conditioning at all when the heat pump motherboard melted itself after temperatures reached 105. We were smart this year by having our heat pump serviced before this last weekend. The only question one could ask might be is it better to have air conditioning or a working refrigerator/freezer? Mom’s all for air conditioning! The refrigerator can wait, and wait it will. It won’t arrive until sometime in August. Mom’s only missing it slightly. Dad’s another story . . . for some other time.
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A Colehaus Cats flashback:
2023 – No post
2022 – No post
2021 – No post
2020 – Wordless Wednesday
2019 – A Peek at Monday
2018 – No post
2017 – No post
2016 – Cleaning
2015 – Wordless Wednesday*
2014 – No post
2013 – The V-E-T Parade Continues
2012 – No post
