Basement to Basement
Blogging LIVE! from Middletown, CT - the home of college friend Kate and husband Noah. This time, I'm down in the basement, which is very, very large and pretty cool, I have to say. It's got the rough-hewn quality that basements in old houses do, but the white-painted walls, the room division and tile floor and other touches make it a surprisingly nice living space.
Apparently, one of their cats agrees - a giant Maine coon-type that weighs 17 pounds, named Elvin Jones (after the drummer). As soon as I got into bed, he appeared out of nowhere and joined me. Which would have startled me, considering that the door is closed, but I saw when I first came in there's actually a little cat hole cut in the wall under the bed, presumably so that the cats can come and go as they please. For all I know, the litter box may be in the room beyond here - there are a lot of surprises down here. Like the hot tub, for example. Smack dab between the sewing machine and the jigsaw.
It's that kind of house.
D.
Apparently, one of their cats agrees - a giant Maine coon-type that weighs 17 pounds, named Elvin Jones (after the drummer). As soon as I got into bed, he appeared out of nowhere and joined me. Which would have startled me, considering that the door is closed, but I saw when I first came in there's actually a little cat hole cut in the wall under the bed, presumably so that the cats can come and go as they please. For all I know, the litter box may be in the room beyond here - there are a lot of surprises down here. Like the hot tub, for example. Smack dab between the sewing machine and the jigsaw.
It's that kind of house.
D.
posted by Dave Kopperman | 12:12 AM
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