I forgot to take Dave's gutter frame into the bedroom this morning so he had
to call me from work and I had to take an extended lunch break to run home
and sort it out (No I wasn't best pleased a while ago I think he would have
tried on his own but he says his feet are at their most stiff in the morning
and he doesn't want to risk a fall)

Turned out to be a blessing in disguise when I came in, our front door
suddenly refused to close. It jammed about 18inches from the frame. I looked
and for no good reason the plate that the closing devide chain goes through
(I don't know the technical term) had lifted off the frame and was hanging on
by a thread.

I say it was a blessing in disguise because Esther upstairs had the
carpenters in and it took one of them a few minutes to fix the problem for us,
if it hadn't happened until I came home then it would have been like that all
night because our landlord wouldn't send a carpenter out at night and we
would have had to sleep with the bedroom door closed and the litterbox in the
bedroom.

So there was a period where the door was open and at one point even the door
downstairs was open. Now Dunzi likes to get out but she's a bit retiring when
there is a lot of people and noise, which there was but....we can't find her.
I thought I saw her looking out of the window and I couldn't find her in the
hallway or outside so I guessed she had hidden somewhere. Dave also thought
he heard her growling at the window (she does this a lot, looks out at the
World and growls at it) but its turned out to be Sarsi.

Dunzi is almost certainly asleep somewhere in the house (and Dave has no ham
to make the all important test with, if he had some ham he could confirm one
way or the other if she was in the house in 10 seconds flat) and will wander
out when she's ready but until she does I can't help but worry that she's got
out and been scared off....the problem is she never comes when you call her

My imagination is playing some nasty tricks at the moment

Lesley

Slave of the Fabulous Furballs