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November 10th, 2018

The yearly renovation work has gotten started by hubby. On the first of November he told me which room he intended to give a makeover, this time he opted for our guest room. The next day I found the furnishing of the room evenly distributed all over the ground floor, only the piano had to stay in place, because hubby had barricaded the hall with some shelfs he had already cluttered up with books and trinkets and our piano did not fit through the space left. Hubby then tore down the wooden ceiling, cut it down to handy size, to feed our fireplace in case the weather would cool down to seasonable temperatures, and that´s it. I mean, it´s nice to have a library on the ground floor, but it would be even nicer to be able to get into the bathroom without having to hold my breath and suck in my stomach! To ease my discomfort hubby quickly gave away our guestbed, so that I was not tempted to take my naps in the middle of our living room. What he did not give away was the bedding, probably because it was kind of new, only used twice by our son. Well, if Namo had known this he maybe would not have peed on it. On all of it. Two pillows, two bedcovers. Namo so loves to spray things that should not get sprayed. Only today hubby caught him when he tried to spray the towel that had not yet made it into the hamper. Namo wandered off to the cat tree and peed onto its base instead. Why use the cat toilet when there are so many other possibilities to let lose one´s urine! It´s not that he is sick with a bladder infection, he is furious because son number four and only daughter, who had been back home for ten days, had to return to university. No more permanent petting, no more goodies, only empty beds and a mistress on the verge of cracking up considering the mess on her groundfloor. Hubby took the whole incident calmly and put the cat tree into the bathing tub to rinse it then pulled it back to its original place- where it had a complete break-down and went to pieces. Cat mistress will have to buy a new day bed, two sets of bedding and a cat tree, the latter as quickly as possible, or the cats will kill her recliner where they have tried to sharpen their claws more than once! To fend Namo and Vaire off I have started the festive season ahead of time and put the singing snowman next to my recliner, so every time one of the cat comes near it will start to swing its hips and start yodelling Jingle Bells. My cats hate my snowman, I for my part love it. Three cheers for motion sensors!