Since my husband works retail hours, sometimes he works nights-sometimes he works days. Night shifts stink because we're home alone so the littlest noises tend to scare the bejeezus out of me. Luckily, I have Crickette and Lebowski to warn me. Anytime their fuzzy little ears perk up I know that Freddy Krueger is about to bust through my door. So as long as they are both calm, I know we're good...
Except that Crickette has been hissing and spitting at the basement door lately. (Our basement isn't finished and only used for storage) This wouldn't bother me so much except that I've also been hearing noises down there. Naturally, I make my husband go down there in the middle of the night by himself and investigate...well, someone has to stay with Toot don't they???
Apparently, some stray neighborhood cats has been getting into (and out of) our basement at their leisure. We actually have cats squatting in our basement! They seem to be coming in and getting some (obviously well needed) sleep and then going back out and doing their cat thing. The basement has now been searched for their "door" and has been closed so they can't get back in. That may sound harsh but they weren't even leaving a tip for housekeeping...freeloading cats...
Keep on rolling,
9 hours ago