Doug got the garage ready for the truck:
Doug bought a piece of furniture to help fill in our empty wall. I'm hoping to get pictures framed and put on the wall above it soon. There are doors on the outside and shelves in the middle, or you can slide the doors to the middle and have shelves on the outside:
Do you remember my war against cats and slugs from a while back when I ended up locked outside? Well, the war begins again!!! I went outside to turn our sprinklers on since it hasn't rained for quite a while. I found pee on our 2 lounge chair covers again:
I sprayed the pee off the covers and called Doug. I asked him to buy a cat trap so we can get rid of the freakin' cats. Not long after I got off the phone with Doug, I went downstairs to put laundry in the dryer and there was a cat on our table - it probably wasn't on the chairs because they're wet. I called Doug because I wasn't quite sure what to do because we don't have a BB gun. He quickly reminded me we have an airsoft rifle and pistol. OH YEAH!
It's wabbit season.
No it's duck season.
Wabbit season.
DUCK season!
DUCK season!
Wabbit season!
....Um, NO it's CAT season!
I loaded the airsoft pistol and went to the back door. I switched the lock and then looked through the blinds to make sure the cat didn't move. I slowly slid the door open and the cat stopped and looked up. Then I slid the door open far enough that I could fit through it. I watched the cat through the blinds again, it was watching in the direction of the noise but couldn't see the door. After a minute or two, I stepped out the door and aimed. BUT because I could only see the shoulders and face of the cat, I got nervous I was going to lodge a plastic BB in it's eye. I lowered my aim a couple inches and hit the table cover directly below the cat. The cat freaked out and took off running. I ran after the cat while quickly pulling the slide back to reload. I have no idea where the cat went and I've never seen a cat move so fast! I hope I scared it enough that it won't come back.
1 comment:
Hahaha...you sound like a true Sedgwick! My dad would get so sick of stepping on cats when he went out the back door, he'd bend over, pick them up and toss them off....the DECK! We would all scream and he'd just shrug and tell us that cat's always land on their feet...then to prove his point, do it again! Hahaha...I mean, that's just horrible. ☺ Although, not to dampen your hopes...our cats never learned to stay clear of my dad, he says cats are pretty dumb animals in that respect. Good luck with that. Now if I can get my neighbor to pick up after his dog when he lets him go on our lawn!!! Seriously, we are a "NO PET's" house for a reason!
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