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| We are in possession of a third kitty tonight. I found a stray out on the stairwell landing after hearing her meow while we were eating dinner. She's very sweet, has unusually light calico markings and definitely has some Siamese in there -- her blue eyes are slightly crossed and she has that meow the breed gets. I'm pretty sure she's been out for at least a couple of days, based on how thin she is towards the hip area.
We're keeping her in the second bathroom with food and an improvised litter box. I think she appreciates the quiet, although Maddie and Allie have been peeking at her through the crack at the bottom of the door and the three of them have been yowling at each other. We'll put out lost notices tomorrow and see if anyone responds. |
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| I have no words...
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| Well, a serious attempt was made anyway. Gunthar and I briefly hear pounding from somewhere in our building this morning. I shrug it off because there has been painting and other repairing going on in our building and nearby ones. Then I leave for work and notice someone leaving the door of the apartment next door who I assume is our neighbor who is late for work given how quickly he scampers down the stairway on that side. Wrong!
Ten minutes later, someone starts trying to kick the front door in. Gunthar is home, calmly calls 911, me and the apartment complex office, and then patiently and very quietly waits for the would-be thief to get through the door so he can beat the crap out of him. (Which thankfully doesn't happen thanks to the third lock I had installed after we were robbed in October 2007.) Said thief gets tired of trying to get our door open, goes off to break into someone else's apartment, and then comes back to unsuccessfully try again. He beats it before the police arrive. Report filed.
Our metal front door is a mess. Maintenance repaired the door frame and reinforced the metal around the locks, but the entire door is warped. It doesn't meet the seal on the top third and actually moves back and forth with the locks engaged. We can't go anywhere until that damn door is fixed. Even out for dinner.
Even better? We found out from the complex manager that the owner requires her to leave our front gates open for two hours in the morning and two hours in the evening so "cars won't get backed up in the drive". Unfortunately for the owner, this is a breach of our lease and we now have terms to break it should we decide to move. I have a call in to the owner to "discuss" this situation with him. The police aren't entirely happy about this either.
I love my apartment, but two incidents like this in a year and a half is a bit too much. |
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| "Behind every great man is a woman rolling her eyes." |
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