Five on Friday
A Tale of Cat Whiskers and Spider Webs
Just to get started...Five things for this week:
1. Garden hoses that work
2. Well watered gardens
3. Clean basements
(not happening at this house!!!) *sigh*
4. Clean kitty whiskers
5. Screen doors that are closed
Well, I'm late again! I can't believe I forgot yesterday to post... hmmm. Well, actually I can believe I didn't get to my post in a timely fashion because of the little tale I will tell you now...
I was out early in the garden trying to get some more done before the heat really set in. It was wicked humid and I had been out there for about an hour and a half. I was drenched from the humidity and quickly reaching the end of my tether. Just one last thing to do - water the garden...
I went to turn on the water for the garden hose and believe me doing that is no pleasant task... it is in the bottom part of the barn (recall, I live in a converted barn, which still has parts that are more barn than home), which is dark, dank, wet and ohhhh all the spider webs. It can't be called a basement because most of the floor is still dirt!!! I had never seen dirt floor basements before moving to New Hampshire, remember I moved here from NYC... but that is a tale for another day.
Anyway, where was I? Oh yes, turning on the water... well, I turned on the water, I thought, and get back to the hose and... NO WATER!!! waaa, boo, whooo!!! I turn around and head back down the not insignificant hill to the nether regions of the house and suddenly horror of all horrors registers in my exhausted brain...Savannah (my new kitty) is standing at the bottom of the porch steps covered in spider webs, YUCK and OH MY GOSH what are you doing OUTSIDE?!!!
My heart was instantly in my throat - 1. Savannah is not an outside kitty - 2. She is new to this house having never been outside of it (except when she came home with me), and 3. Savannah is de-clawed (heavens to Betsy no I did not, it was some previous owner)!!
Okay Beth, stay calm...! Giving my best imitation at nonchalant I begin slowly walking in her direction hoping she won't think it's playtime and bolt! Luckily, she doesn't. As I grab her I simultaneously begin cleaning off the mass of spider webs from her face and whiskers while racking my brain as to how she got out!!!! We head back inside via the front door where I leave my shoes but still hold on to my precious furry little package. We don't yet know the route of escape! Or I should say, I don't yet know the route of escape. We wander out onto the screened in porch as I continue asking her how she got outside, while doing a quick sweep of all the screen doors. With sunglasses still on my face everything looks to be okay - as in closed. Note the operative word, "looked"!!!
As soon as I set Savannah down on the floor, you guessed it, she makes a beeline for what she knew was the open screen door and yep, she was back outside and heading down the stairs before I could blink!!!
Running down the back stairs in my stocking feet I watched what I was sure was going to be the last I ever saw of her. She was approaching the old stone wall that abuts the meadow. My emotions are quickly escalating to PANIC level. I desperately continue calling her to come back. Suddenly, she turns toward me and stops, feigning a particular interest in a rather tall blade of grass. I knew if I ran toward her she would run as well so I walked as slowly as my racing heart would allow when she suddenly bolted for the basement that isn't a basement!!! YUCK. Remember I only have on socks, and it rained heavily the night before.
Following Savannah I watch as she starts to disappear up into the bowels of the basement that isn't a basement, and a place too small for me to fit. My heart sinks like a rock to the bottom of my stomach! My brain simply stops working and the tears begin welling up in my eyes, I just can't think! Panic has overtaken all parts of my body. I continue calling her with what I am sure was a hopeless sense of desperation in my voice when suddenly, she turns and comes straight to me... perhaps the dark dank place scared her too?! I picked her up and held her probably a little too tightly as we both ascended the back stairs which, we now know was her route of escape or I should say I now know. I stopped to take off my muddy socks as we both happily return to the safety of the inside of the porch. All doors now secured and doing a tick check on us both I cleaned Ms Savannah up and I had a nice hot shower. We ended the exciting afternoon as we settled into bed together for a nice long nap.
Thanks for popping by for a visit... I do hope you all enjoy the rest of the weekend!