Valentina is on the BLOG people!
I have some news.
First, we've decided to change the spelling of our Two Tuxedo Tuesday posts to be Two Tuxedo Toosday. We hope you know that we know the correct spelling. This is a blog. And we are cats. So anything goes.
Second, with all the activity INSIDE the warehouse apartment, I've neglected to report to you what is happening OUTSIDE the warehouse apartment. It has had serious consequences on the Fab Five.
You see, we live in a neighborhood in Jersey City, New Jersey that has a variety of old warehouses. Some of them not fully utilized, some of them completely refurbished, some totally unused. Across from our 10 story building was a Manischewitz production site that was built in 1932. I don't really know about the details, but when Z-Girl moved to Jersey City, it was not in use. By people.
On the other hand, the underbelly of that building and our building served as homes for feral cats and opossum while the rooftop was a playground for my very favorite kitty TV stars, pigeons.
Manhattan: Hey, Valentina, are you going to mention that I used to live under our building?
Manhattan at the vet after her rescue from under 150 Bay, February 2010
Valentina: Manhattan, please, I'm in the middle of a story. Geesh.
Anyway, Z-Girl blogged about our pigeon watching previously. You can read her musings here.
This construction, unwanted by all the artists and certainly the feral cats in the hood, has completely disrupted the playground for the pigeons.
This means I have no bird entertainment. No pigeons on the Manishewitz building means no pigeons coming by to hang out on our window ledge. No more sitting completely still while chattering. Nada. It's maddening.
Instead, we are subjected daily to the sound of construction and the sight of cranes and bulldozers. And these aren't cranes with feathers. These are big, ugly steel cranes that make a lot of unnecessary noise.
The beginning of the madness, Jersey City, 2013
Every day, Lulu wakes up and gets in the window near Z-Girl's bed, and watches all the workers show up. I think she has a clipboard and takes attendance. Once the buzz and hum of the equipment starts, none of us are too interested in window lounging. Oh, we still do it because it's our duty to keep a close watch on the changes. But gone are the mornings of looking for the birds.
I miss them so.
This is Valentina, Over and Out.