I'm not going to tell me there will not be a post. I know your ways and am wise to your rebukes. You will tell me this is a post.
Instead I'm going to tell you why the post is this late.
Yes, there was another death in close friends, which I learned of in a phone call from mom. I have talked about it in a post on Sarah's Diner on facebook, so some people would know I'd be unusually weird for a little while, but I'm not ready to discuss it in public.
Instead I'm going to talk about the part of my troubles that amuses you fiends. There's no use denying it. I know it does. Though I'll maintain the reason it amuses you is that you don't have to live with it, yourselves.
This. This right here is the shape of our problem. Though their buff Siam-Musey sister might contribute. If she does it's as a mastermind.
She's silent and a hooman "influencer."
All three of them seem to have the intelligence of a bright, pre-verbal toddler. Indy is a little more.... experienced with things is all. But I've observed them all three in "let's pretend" play, where they hide a toy, they pretend to look for it before "finding" it with "Surprise" something that I've never seen in other cats. The girls also.... throw toys for each other. Don't ask.
This morning we woke up to the house upside down. There were curtains down in the dining room, which I didn't notice till I'd had my coffee in my nightgown, in front of the neighborhood and passerby. Now my nightgown is huge and covers me from shoulders to ankles, so I'm more likely to be thought of as a ghost. I'll grant you that, but it's the principle of the thing.
Someone, probably Valeria had thrown up all over the house, but that's not so much being bad as poor girl is sick and getting thinner and thinner. Well, that's life, I guess? We treated the UTI and the peeing everywhere has stopped, but she's not gaining weight. There are more tests in her future.
Meanwhile, as Dan got up, we not only found that the water fountain downstairs had been taken apart again, but we caught CIRCE taking the one upstairs apart under the supervision of her older brother. And arranging the pieces by size and type, of course. The fountain was unplugged, the cord carefully wrapped around it, as Indy does to keep his sisters' safe.
So, it's official. The Engineer Cat now has an apprentice.
Fortunately I was ready. I've bought ceramic fountains, the components just too heavy for them to move. Unless Indy discovers levers. Something I'm not putting past him.
I've now installed the ceramic one downstairs and will probably do the upstairs one tonight or tomorrow morning.
They were much disgusted with my wrecking their fun downstairs. They are now on the sofa being despondent.
I told them "It didn't have to be this way. But every morning Indy gets up and chooses engineering. And now he's made your apprentice. I had no choice."
Both of them are upset with me.
*This post had a lot more pictures, but wordpress is being a pain. If I can I'll post more pictures of the feline delinquents later.
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