Holy Smokes, what an insane day!  I get very bad headaches occassionaly and
have to take very strong drugs for them. This morning started out with such
a headache and such a medication the combination of which renders me kind of
out of it.  Then the contractors came in and started demolishing the first
of two bathrooms that are being remodeled-can you hear the pounding,
crashing and banging?  I thought I was okay, didn't qualify as fine, but
okay. Had some errands to do. I first went to do some business at a company
which is owned and operated by two very dear friends. I was there for only
three minutes when they took my car keys away from me and brought me home!
Now all the while I was sure that my sweet cats were alright. Four was
secure on the porch  Victor was outside where he loves to be in the Florida
sun, the contractor mentioned seeing him in the garden. And of course Aggie
was under the bed where she always, always, always is (so I thought). I
settled in to read RPCA and I heard the non-stop, pissed off,
I'll-Never-Forgive-You-For-This, wailing meows of a cat outside the porch.
Even Four checked this out. I dashed around the house, as well as I could
dash in my compromised condition, to see what was going on and there was
Aggie Marble, who has not been in the OUT for more that 15 years, covered
with green stickies, her fur flying in every direction and yelling her
little kitty head off.  I gathered her up and carried her, still yowling at
the top of her lungs, into the house.  I manged to get through all the moved
furniture and to the bedroom door which the contractor had closed.  I opened
the door and WHAM got run over by Victor, on his speedy way out, he
apparently had come in when the contractor was coming in and out and was in
the bedroom when he closed the door.  Aggie must also have ventured through
the outside door one time when it was propped open. Nobody is very happy in
this house today. I'm sorry!!