Sep 022015
 

We’re in a surreal period in the renovation.

The house hovers above the ground on six sets of Jenga blocks. Below it is a crater with a flat bottom. To the sides are piled high mountains of dirt.

There is a pause while we await the processing of our building permit.

The rain falls.

I struggle with minor issues to do with computer memory. I am positive the world is waiting with baited breath for my next post about excavation, carpenter ants, contractors, The Big Picture, but I seem to be bogged down with The Rest of My Life.

Maybe it’s the rain.

When I finally clear enough memory on Leanne’s computer to start looking at the mountain of video I took of the excavators dancing their delicate ballet as they effortlessly remove concrete and soil without knocking the house off its cribbing, I find the subject of my next post staring at me from the computer.

Kittens.

A few months ago we lost our black cat Othello and our white cat Iago to what we believe must have been anti-freeze. In the hot weather, they must have found a few drops in a neighbour’s garage somewhere and that’s all it takes.

A few weeks ago we removed the clawfoot bathtub and toilet and gutted the walls of the bathroom.

This video shows a reality which does not exist anymore.

Iago and Othello as kittens wrestle in the bathtub. The elder cat Odette (we call her “The Cat Who Lived” after Harry Potter) joins in for a little while.

Nothing in this video will ever be the same again.

  2 Responses to “Bathtub Kittens”

  1. awwww… Such a heartwarming video! Such sweet kittens! I’m still so sorry for your loss… But this is my fave blog yet… And of course it’s because of kittens. šŸ™‚

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