It has been a while since I did a Houdini update. This is Houdini. When his boy goes to bed at night, he doesn't know what to do with himself. Eventually, he decides that he'll come snuggle with me, being that I am marginally better than a poke in the eye with a sharp stick. In this particular shot, I was trying to fold laundry. He's trying to convince me that I've got more important things to tend to.
Unfortunately, he doesn't understand sleeping at night, and wanders around meowing for people to get up and play with him. Hard to ignore. He's a pretty vocal critter. So, we began shutting the door at the top of the stairs at night. Being a thinking sort of cat, he figured out in pretty short order that when you pound your little paws on that door, it sounds like thunder and your humans get up. They are not happy, but they are up. As a result, he is confined to the kitchen (with basement access) at night. His greatest joy is his boy coming down the stairs in the morning. William lets him out of the kitchen and spends a few minutes cuddling him.
He has a 'toy box', a little basket filled with cat toys. It is fun to see him nose through them and select one. He loves his little catnip mice, and one day he'll catch that red dot. He's pretty determined. All in all, he's turned into a friendly, personable cat who loves his people and being petted. He's begun to be more social around other people as well.
Yesterday was a frustrating day because for everything we got done, another thing was added to the to-do list. It was a discouraging day, where nothing seemed to go according to plan.
Today looked better. Sort of. We got about 1/3 of the siding ripped of the last side of the house. This stuff is double nailed. Being rotten, it also has the unfortunate tendency to break and splinter as you pry it away so that you're tearing off small pieces of siding rather than strips. Tomorrow, we'll go back and hit it again.
The severe weather called for tomorrow has faded away. Now the thunderstorms are not expected to hit until evening, which will give us the day to work on that siding. It will be warm.
When we hauled the load of siding up to the burn pile, Tim and I walked down into the woods (well doused with tick repellant) so that I could show him that tangle of trees. One bit of exciting news? That's just over the boundary line. Not our trees. We do have a half dozen down on our property but the big mess is someone else's mess. He's a logger, so he has the equipment to skid that stuff out of there if that's what he chooses to do.