Warning Labels Required...Please

Cats,  and children,  should come with a warning label. One that says once you take possession of either you will never again have a life of your own.  No place will be private.  You will never be able to walk through the house without someone watching your every move, nor, will you be allowed to go into a bathroom alone again.

 Ho, hum, I'm really bored and ready for you to go to bed so we can fight over the pillow....Can you not see how I am suffering here, Mom?!

 Are you going to take me back to my room now?

Foo-Foo's Territorial Coup

Kitty Foo-Foo has taken over my night stand and he is mighty comfortable with it. The stand was my lap top's resting place and a convenient place for my cell phone to be.

I listen to audible books at night and therefore leave my laptop open on the night stand. I would wake to find someone had been messing with the computer, smudged the screen, and tossed my cell phone to the floor. Foo-Foo, being the cat he is, outed himself very quickly. As brazen as can be, right before my very eyes, he stepped onto the open laptop and started rubbing his face along the screen's edge and pushed my cell phone to the floor.  Now, I know when to back out of a situation and this was one of those times.  Kitty now is King of another hill. For good measure, to show me I am not to be too self-assured anywhere in my room, as I lay on the bed Foo-Foo walked over me, plopped down and let me know the bed is his if and when he so desires.  

LOST & FOUND

Here is our found kitty again.  He has grown a great deal since Maisy brought him to us.  Margaret said he was going to be called Lost & Found.  I guess we'll call him Lost most of the time.  He is still wild but not as skittish as he was,  he'll come close to me when I feed him.  And I've been able to stroke and even hold him some. 

Working Hard! Cleaning my sister's downstairs space.....

This is the before picture of Jim's room.  This will become a TV room when Margaret and I get it cleared and cleaned.

Lord..I don't believe I've ever worked this hard before!  It's not my age, or lack of conditioning, that has added to my having to take longer to complete a task.  The tasks are more intensive and time consuming than I've experienced before...Even more than the time I helped a friend clean and paint the interior of a house a body had been in for several weeks before it was found!  And, believe me, in the summer heat of North Carolina that is not good!  But, I see a light at the end of this tunnel and the cleaning is moving along much faster now.  The cats, all 7 of them,  and the 9 dogs, have been banned from the premises and I will have to be vigilant on my watch to keep them upstairs, but, I believe I am up to the task. 
Margaret and I are going to fix the garage up for the cats by making some runs on the shelving and making some nice bedding.  The dogs will have to be put out from upstairs and no longer use the doggie door (now blocked off) in the basement. 
My daughter, Marian, is coming to help paint next week.  And, my other daughter, Anna Marie, will be in to help also.  They are my life raft in this stormy sea.  Lord knows what I would do without them.