Monty will definitely never darken my door again. His doctors say he needs to be in a pristine environment to avoid infections, this is assuming he survives. His kidneys are becoming non-functional from years of binge drinking and intravenous drug use.

Of all days for this to happen, my black & white cat ran out the door as my friend was letting out Monty's dog. It's pouring rain outside.

The cat has never been outside on a nice day let alone a wet one. I searched for about an hour to no avail. I suspect it went under the house as it's dry there.

Hopefully, it comes out later when the rain stops.

Poor kitty, I hope it's ok.

Liz left the window near the swamp cooler saying the cat will return that way. Two hours later, after the rain ceased, the came came home through the window. I've pampered it ever since

Let's hope that this cat is not with kitten.siamese:

Is this part of some long borne fantasy about living in a "cathouse"?

Contact the welfare office and the Salvation Army for Monty. Maybe they can find a shelter that will take him in. Tell him he may be safer there.

Sweetpickle (imported) wrote: Sun Oct 31, 2010 6:33 pm Is this part of some long borne fantasy about living in a "cathouse"?

Oh gawd I wish, Sweetpickle. I would have liked working in a bordello.

micropenis (imported) wrote: Sun Oct 31, 2010 7:00 pm Contact the welfare office and the Salvation Army for Monty. Maybe they can find a shelter that will take him in. Tell him he may be safer there.

Good idea, micropenis. I already tore down his shack.

WHEN IT RAINS, IT POURS

I was researching Native Americans on my computer today when I looked up and saw Monty standing in the doorway of my den. Well actually, he was leaning considering he can barely walk. I lent him my wheelchair so he could sit in the sun outside. I just called ARMC, the hospital where he was at, and they said "we released him."

I don't know what his plans are but I'm NOT allowing him in my house to sleep or eat. The only thing remaining of his shack is a makeshift lean-to. He'll probably freeze out there but he's not my responsibility.

It looks like I haven't gotten rid of him after all. Shit.