MUCH Better Than I Expected!

Just to throw a little more mischief into the ongoing saga of home repair for the humans–you know, the one that started ten months ago with walnut-sized hail on the roof–I arranged for the gutter-putter-upper people to finally show up. Randomly. Unannounced. There was a knock at the door and Surprise! Gutters!

There were a few hours of metallic screeching and some thumping, and the felines wandered around with eyes like saucers, ears pricked and listening for every bumpety squeal, but eventually the job was done.

Habemus pluvia tetigisset domatum fistuli!

The new gutters look quite nice. They are actually white again. The old ones had acquired a patchy patina of algae and grime, and the human female–unsurprisingly–had never gotten around to dragging out the ladder and an old toilet brush and a bucket of soapy water to scrub them. Now she’s gloating that she doesn’t have to.

I can’t have that! I have arranged a little surprise.

I have seen to it that the gutter-putter-uppers decamped with enough alacrity that they did not police the yard quite as thoroughly as they ought to have done. The human female, the first time she mows the lawn, is going to find some goodies in the grass. Let’s go see what they left behind.

What do you think of this one, Sigyn?

That ought to make a satisfying WHANNNNNNG! when the mower hits it, don’t you think?

And then there’s this. I wasn’t quite sure what the workmen would leave, but I’m really impressed by this one!

Not only does it have sharp edges, it’s pointy. I bet it could go through a shoe. Whether she steps on it or hits it with the mower, there’s sure to be some drama.

I love it so much.

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