Due to circumstances beyond his control, Tiger has had to spend a few nights out in the wild– i.e., not in his air conditioned workshop.
For the past few nights he’s had to repel the evil forces of stray/feral cats from his perch in his luxury condominium on the patio.
We’ve heard the howls.
This evening it began to thunder.
And so, much as he dislikes it, Tiger is spending the night in the Bunkhouse bathroom. With a make-shift litter box in the shower.
He’s none too happy. But he is safe.
He is a cat.
If he were a human being, he’s be out on his own– fending off Mother Nature’s Brutes from the comfort of his Condo.
But Tiger is a cat. He gives us joy. And we protect him from thunder.
Oh, no! No one told me about Tiger’s blight! Is he alright? Please send pictures.
Tiger is fine. Jordan has Mamaw’s car up on stilts or whatever in the shop and though John & Jordan think we are silly, C and I are afraid Tiger will bump the jack thingy and the car will fall on him. So he’s not allowed in the shop until the car comes down.
But he is perfectly fine.
Also, the new mobile version of the blog looks great!
Thanks. It was an unintended consequence of the 502 error problem.