I really do believe that in a previous life I really, really had to "go" and -- for whatever reason -- I was unable to find a private shrub or cave so this has marked me through the ages. It's the reason my ideal house would have four bedrooms and 16 bathrooms, I'm thinking.
Anyway, the bathroom is functional in the sense of having the toilet and sink working, and that is a big-time advantage. We're waiting on the granite to be cut for the threshold and the shower, then we can order the doors to the shower, and walla! Oh, and there's a gaping hole where the over-the-sink light was going to be located, but that didn't work out once the medicine cabinet was installed.
In the meantime, our older male cat (10 years old) has finally settled himself down. We're thinking that the installation of a new chimney liner and stove in the living room done the poor, nervous psycho in...it was the proverbial last straw for a cat who appeared to hold it together for the last five weeks what with all the comings and goings of big burlie strangers. This cat began to over groom himself, and let me tell you, it is not cool to see pieces of fur around the house that resembles the aftermath of a fight-to-the-death match with 50 or more animals.
Of course, with the over grooming comes the mighty hair balls. If you think that hair balls look like balls, you have never ever lived with a cat. They are a long, slimy tube-like things that are solid hair...a real ewwww sight for sure. We ended up bringing him to the vet's and having him tested for stuff -- like possible ingestion of one or more of the toxic substances that have been used in the new bathroom. Fortunately, he tested healthy and settled himself into a new normal (for him). It's always the pretty ones that are the craziest, right?
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