We have obtained permits and the new renovation shall commence Tuesday! I’ve given my notice to the landlords, which is like breaking up with someone, and now we are all systems go! If anyone would like to lift something heavy down some stairs this July or pack a box or even UNPACK a box, please let me know.
Okay. So because that is all I have to say about that, I will continue broadcasting with some very interesting information that you may not have known about my cat.
This is Daisy Fuentes.
She is our cat and she only speaks Spanish, which can be difficult sometimes when things get lost in translation. Like “Daisy, per favor, please don’t sleep on the counter.” She misunderstands. She was a barn kitty. Jeff found her- she had to be fed with a little eyedropper and she used to look like this:
Let me be clear, we were NOT SUPPOSED TO KEEP HER. But somewhere along the way, I lost control of the situation- as I am sometimes prone to do- and she stayed. Now she is sorta funny lookin’ now so we have to keep her. Good thing we have a bigger house. She also likes to do stuff like this:
Weird cat. She doesn’t like to be held or for you to pet her. She pets herself. Simply leave your hand or foot still and she does things the way she likes to when it is totally her idea, she doesn’t like to be told what to do. Sound familiar? I don’t know anyone like that at all.
So that is the story of Daisy Fuentes. How she came into our lives, stuck around, caused some trouble and inspired us to brush up on our espanol.