Finding a home

[emsk]

The Huge Pile of Boxes in the lounge of Mum’s place is now about half the size.

There is now a Huge Pile of Newspaper and Empty Cardboard Boxes in my flat. Waiting for paper collection day. Note to self: Find out when paper collection/trash day is. This will be a Good Thing to Know.

So. I’m half moved. And the stuff that isn’t yet moved, I know where it’s going. I had great fun pottering about, pulling stuff out of boxes, working out what I needed to do with it all.

However, the hilarity of the weekend – at least, the hilarity not related to me realizing I had no bog roll – was mostly related to the local branch of the Feline Tenant Brainwashing and Welcoming Committee. See, I awoke at 5.30am Sunday. Lord only knows why. So, pootled around a little, nattered on the phone to a friend – blessed timezones, if I should be sleeping and can’t, others are most likely awake – and then got up and toddled round a bit, going “Meh, rain”.

My bedroom windows are at the outside groundlevel. (Basement flat.) So, I’m leaning on my window ledge. And a very enthusiastic black furry gentleman noticed my presence, came BOUNDING over to the window, issuing “It is RAINING and I am WET, lemme in!!” noises. So, one gorgeous black boy inside, lots of purry noises.

And then, he saw my Tigie (an ENORMOUS stuffed toy). And did the whole Puffball move, complete with hissing noises, and bounded out the window again. Me, I collapsed on the floor in giggles. Especially as, less than a minute later, he was sitting – at the other end of my flat – at my door going “Meer, it’s wet, lemme in!!!!”

Two hours later, Blackie had trundled off on a Catly Mission of Importance. I was poodling round the kitchen, contemplating food. The rain had since cleared and then restarted rather violently. And there was an outbreak of “MEER MEER it is RAINING, meer meer DOOROPENNOW”. A refined, but frantic, ginger beastie Wanted In Right Now, Thankye. Said ginger beastie also pottered round my flat – and also took large exceptions to the Tigie.

Made my day. I think I’m going to be happy here.

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