Here’s the thing about newly-skinny cats. They can do cat-like things. Sure, they’ve got the whole “sleep on the couch all day” thing down cold. But they’ve also got new-found superpowers, like the ability to jump up on the kitchen counter to sniff around for food after having already tried to steal food out of their brother’s bowl.
Not that I’m naming names, or anything.
Above: Miss Lady, aka Maggie, back in June, before I put her on a diet. Nineteen pounds.
Here’s my girl this afternoon, all 12.75 pounds of her.
Svelte! If she were a human with cash to burn, she might contemplate some plastic surgery to take in all the loose skin that flaps around when she runs. Yes, runs.
And then this afternoon, what should I see in this apple tree…
…but Charlie?
Wow.
In the Mayhem and Destruction Department, Kevin had his way with the medicine cabinet and the vanity. We realized the vanity was not really salvageable, so he took it apart, leaving this lovely space:
The icky lighting is still there, because it’s the only functioning light in the room at this point.
Why yes! That’s paneling! It’s attached directly to the studs. This place really did used to be a hippie shack. We are now realizing that all these pipes are in the wrong place, given that the new vanity is a foot shorter than the old one. Our Hero Michael will rescue us from this predicament, we hope.
Kevin also took away the sheetrock at the head of the tub, and then removed the access panel to the faucet.
Here’s a view you don’t always see. This is from the stairs down to the basement, looking in at the bathtub. Apparently the best way to get rid of the bathtub is going to involve ear protection, safety glasses, and a sledgehammer. Should be fun.
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