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That blasted cat! (or Flo excels herself)
That blasted cat! (or Flo excels herself)
It's winter in the UK and a cold one at that. Due to a grant, I have been able to have my windows and doors draught proofed. As my house is of brick cavity wall construction (an outer and inner brick wall with a void in between), they have also installed cavity wall insulation. Never having had this done before, I wasn't sure what to expect, so I couldn't prepare the cats or myself for whatever was to occur. The appointed day arrives, as do the workmen at 12:30 or so as expected. Almost immediately, we hit the first snag. No one warned them about my attached garage, so they don't have a roof ladder with them. After much discussion and a cup of tea, they worked out how to deal with that and then set up all their equipment. I retreated back into the comparatively warm house and started working through the reams of e-mail and newsgroups that I am behind on. Suddenly, this incredibly load noise starts up and strange vibrations occur. It turns out that they have to drill large holes about the size of my thumb through the exterior brickwork with hammer drills. There are not words to describe how this sounds. Poppy wakes up and glares at me. After a few minutes, she decides that the noise is not a threat and goes back to sleep, despite the racket. Grace and Fliss take shelter under my bed and Flo vanishes, although I don't realise the latter until after the work is complete and the men have left. The racket continues on and off for several hours, leaving me with an impressive headache. Due to the lack of the right ladders, the last bit of cavity wall insulation has to be done from inside my loft, which included running the pipe for the cavity wall insulation through an upstairs window and up into the loft. There were also extension leads for the power tools, as hammer drills have to run off the mains. The drilling sounded even louder from the loft than it had from outside and my tinnitus is the worst it has ever been. Anyway the guys finally finish and pack up at about 16:45 or so and I go upstairs to calm Grace, Fliss and Flo. Incredibly, Poppy was still asleep. Fliss listens to me and soon decides the coast is clear and quickly jumps up onto my bed. Grace takes much more coaxing, but eventually allows me to stroke her and calm her down. I then go into the office (aka Flo's room) to calm Flo. No Flo in her bed, no Flo on the window sill, no Flo under the desk, no Flo on the chair, no Flo on any of the shelves, no Flo in the corner. Where the heck is she?! I thoroughly search the spare bedroom, my bedroom and the loo calling her the whole time. No Flo. Now I'm getting worried. I was very careful, but she may have slipped out of the house, so I go downstairs and continue looking for her and calling her. She isn't visible, so I check the usual places: behind the settee, under the table, behind the washing machine, behind my chair, under my wheelchair, etc. Poppy glares at me as I have woken her up and she is not pleased. By now, I am convinced that Flo has left the house, so I go to the French doors into the garden to see if I can see her, as it is now dark. No sign of her, but I turn around to get the keys for the doors so I can double check and sat immediately behind me is a very smug cat looking very pleased with herself. Flo, who I have been searching high and low for. That blasted cat! My headache finally disappeared two days later. Flo is still refusing to tell me where she was hiding. -- Andrea Fuller Owned and operated by fur kids Grace, Poppy, Flo and Fliss |
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That sounds like an incredible project. Hope it turns out to be worth
it. That Flo! She sounds like a clever girl. ;o) How DO they do that--liquify & flow into small spaces. ?? |
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That blasted cat! (or Flo excels herself) It's winter in the UK and a cold one at that. Due to a grant, I have been able to have my windows and doors draught proofed. As my house is of brick cavity wall construction (an outer and inner brick wall with a void in between), they have also installed cavity wall insulation. Never having had this done before, I wasn't sure what to expect, so I couldn't prepare the cats or myself for whatever was to occur. The appointed day arrives, as do the workmen at 12:30 or so as expected. Almost immediately, we hit the first snag. No one warned them about my attached garage, so they don't have a roof ladder with them. After much discussion and a cup of tea, they worked out how to deal with that and then set up all their equipment. I retreated back into the comparatively warm house and started working through the reams of e-mail and newsgroups that I am behind on. Suddenly, this incredibly load noise starts up and strange vibrations occur. It turns out that they have to drill large holes about the size of my thumb through the exterior brickwork with hammer drills. There are not words to describe how this sounds. Poppy wakes up and glares at me. After a few minutes, she decides that the noise is not a threat and goes back to sleep, despite the racket. Grace and Fliss take shelter under my bed and Flo vanishes, although I don't realise the latter until after the work is complete and the men have left. The racket continues on and off for several hours, leaving me with an impressive headache. Due to the lack of the right ladders, the last bit of cavity wall insulation has to be done from inside my loft, which included running the pipe for the cavity wall insulation through an upstairs window and up into the loft. There were also extension leads for the power tools, as hammer drills have to run off the mains. The drilling sounded even louder from the loft than it had from outside and my tinnitus is the worst it has ever been. Anyway the guys finally finish and pack up at about 16:45 or so and I go upstairs to calm Grace, Fliss and Flo. Incredibly, Poppy was still asleep. Fliss listens to me and soon decides the coast is clear and quickly jumps up onto my bed. Grace takes much more coaxing, but eventually allows me to stroke her and calm her down. I then go into the office (aka Flo's room) to calm Flo. No Flo in her bed, no Flo on the window sill, no Flo under the desk, no Flo on the chair, no Flo on any of the shelves, no Flo in the corner. Where the heck is she?! I thoroughly search the spare bedroom, my bedroom and the loo calling her the whole time. No Flo. Now I'm getting worried. I was very careful, but she may have slipped out of the house, so I go downstairs and continue looking for her and calling her. She isn't visible, so I check the usual places: behind the settee, under the table, behind the washing machine, behind my chair, under my wheelchair, etc. Poppy glares at me as I have woken her up and she is not pleased. By now, I am convinced that Flo has left the house, so I go to the French doors into the garden to see if I can see her, as it is now dark. No sign of her, but I turn around to get the keys for the doors so I can double check and sat immediately behind me is a very smug cat looking very pleased with herself. Flo, who I have been searching high and low for. That blasted cat! My headache finally disappeared two days later. Flo is still refusing to tell me where she was hiding. -- Andrea Fuller Purrs for some peaceful days! It will be worth it, Andrea. We had insulation and weatherproofing done to a house once. It was amazing, the difference. Sherry |
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Andrea Fuller wrote:
My headache finally disappeared two days later. Flo is still refusing to tell me where she was hiding. Good to hear from you, Andrea! What a project! We're purring that Flo stays put from now on. -- Marina, Frank and Nikki marina (dot) kurten (at) pp (dot) inet (dot) fi Pics at http://uk.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/frankiennikki/ and http://community.webshots.com/user/frankiennikki |
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Lots of purrs for you and your kitties, Andrea,
-- Polonca & Soncek "Andrea Fuller" wrote in message ... That blasted cat! (or Flo excels herself) It's winter in the UK and a cold one at that. Due to a grant, I have been able to have my windows and doors draught proofed. snip |
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On Mon, 20 Dec 2004 17:40:57 +0000, Andrea Fuller wrote:
That blasted cat! (or Flo excels herself) It's winter in the UK and a cold one at that. Due to a grant, I have been able to have my windows and doors draught proofed. As my house is of brick cavity wall construction (an outer and inner brick wall with a void in between), they have also installed cavity wall insulation. Never having had this done before, I wasn't sure what to expect, so I couldn't prepare the cats or myself for whatever was to occur. The appointed day arrives, as do the workmen at 12:30 or so as expected. Almost immediately, we hit the first snag. No one warned them about my attached garage, so they don't have a roof ladder with them. After much discussion and a cup of tea, they worked out how to deal with that and then set up all their equipment. I retreated back into the comparatively warm house and started working through the reams of e-mail and newsgroups that I am behind on. Suddenly, this incredibly load noise starts up and strange vibrations occur. It turns out that they have to drill large holes about the size of my thumb through the exterior brickwork with hammer drills. There are not words to describe how this sounds. Poppy wakes up and glares at me. After a few minutes, she decides that the noise is not a threat and goes back to sleep, despite the racket. Grace and Fliss take shelter under my bed and Flo vanishes, although I don't realise the latter until after the work is complete and the men have left. The racket continues on and off for several hours, leaving me with an impressive headache. Due to the lack of the right ladders, the last bit of cavity wall insulation has to be done from inside my loft, which included running the pipe for the cavity wall insulation through an upstairs window and up into the loft. There were also extension leads for the power tools, as hammer drills have to run off the mains. The drilling sounded even louder from the loft than it had from outside and my tinnitus is the worst it has ever been. Anyway the guys finally finish and pack up at about 16:45 or so and I go upstairs to calm Grace, Fliss and Flo. Incredibly, Poppy was still asleep. Fliss listens to me and soon decides the coast is clear and quickly jumps up onto my bed. Grace takes much more coaxing, but eventually allows me to stroke her and calm her down. I then go into the office (aka Flo's room) to calm Flo. No Flo in her bed, no Flo on the window sill, no Flo under the desk, no Flo on the chair, no Flo on any of the shelves, no Flo in the corner. Where the heck is she?! I thoroughly search the spare bedroom, my bedroom and the loo calling her the whole time. No Flo. Now I'm getting worried. I was very careful, but she may have slipped out of the house, so I go downstairs and continue looking for her and calling her. She isn't visible, so I check the usual places: behind the settee, under the table, behind the washing machine, behind my chair, under my wheelchair, etc. Poppy glares at me as I have woken her up and she is not pleased. By now, I am convinced that Flo has left the house, so I go to the French doors into the garden to see if I can see her, as it is now dark. No sign of her, but I turn around to get the keys for the doors so I can double check and sat immediately behind me is a very smug cat looking very pleased with herself. Flo, who I have been searching high and low for. That blasted cat! My headache finally disappeared two days later. Flo is still refusing to tell me where she was hiding. Which proves that cats do have a sense of humor! MLB |
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