Yesterday afternoon the PSO (electric company) came by to check for air leakage in my apartment. They do this before the energy company comes in with insulation for the attic.
He did a sweep of my apartment and said mine was the leakiest of the bunch. I’m assuming he meant this four-plex.
I wondered how that could be. I paid a door man to come in and build up the broken cement under the front door, even though I had a storm door up. Cost me $350. He worked 8 hours and did a fantastic job. So I thought that area was sealed pretty well.
He said it is probably where my heater is or around the windows.
I told me someone is required to seal this leakage. I told the apartment manager this and she said that all they are doing is putting in attic insulation for the owner in Texas to get a rebate.
I wonder if one hand knows what the other is doing? Because they are very picky about not spending money here. And they won’t if they can possibly get out of it. So I guess we’ll see.
Obviously my air and heat is going straight through the roof (just like my electricity bill) as well as other leaky places.
It is rather cold outside. Maybe this will be like last year. Summer straight into winter.
I hope not. Fall and spring are my favorite times of year. The leaves are mostly still green. What I look forward to are the changing of the leaves.
When they do, I want to get out to Woodward park to spend an hour or so with my camera.
This is Ivy’s favorite toy right now. It is the zipped package her rabies tag came in. She took the rabies tag out, which I eventually found, but has punished this poor bag since last weekend.
She carries it around like a prize. She tosses it into the air. She falls to the floor and kicks it with her back feet.
Cats find the oddest things to play with. And usually they aren’t actual toys.
This morning I put her toys in this red container. She immediately jumped in it.
Ivy tends to like to sleep on her back. I find her here and there, feet pushed against a surface, with her front paws crossed on her chest, sound asleep.
Here she is holding a toy and is staring at who knows what.
Ivy is a funny bunny. Pulling down quilts. Testing most every surface.
Yesterday when I got home from my appointment I found little cat feet imprints on my bathroom vanity.
I don’t want her up there. Today when I clean it I think I will put aluminum foil or something on it to hopefully deter her.
Cats seem to have a lot of the primal instincts in them that they evolved from. They still hunt for prey and pounce on bugs like they live in the wild.
Ivy woke me up early this morning. She gets under the covers and pats at my face so I’ll pet her. She does this off and on during the night also.
Sometimes when I’m awake I’ll see her come up under the quilt from the floor. She looks like a mole shifting forward beneath the dirt.
Ivy stares outside a lot. I’ll see her tense and know she sees a bird or bug or something moving. She’s doing that right now and Charlie has caught on and is right there next to her, their heads inches apart, staring at whatever it is they see.
I wonder why some people live alone and choose not to have a pet. They are missing so, so much. Daily entertainment and lots of love.
I’m off to get my eyes checked now.