Friday, November 21, 2008

A Sad Tail

So, as you've read in the earlier posts, our newly installed frost wall was covered with a waterproofing tar. No big deal. The morning following its application, I went outside to fill the window bird feeder and stepped in the still squishy tar as I stepped on top of the frost wall in order to reach the bird feedr. Ick. Dammit. It didn't really stick to my shoe (I don't know why), so no worries. Well, Maxwell, our cat, LOVES to go outside now that he lives in the country, and when he hears the front door opening he shoots to it hoping to get out. No big deal. So on the same morning as my tar encounter, I let him out when I take Mickey to the bus. And I leave him out. Later, I hear him yowling to be let in, so I let him in. I don't notice anything right away, but shortly after I notice he's walking funny. Holy Shoot! He has walked through the danged tar and has come in and walked through his cat box. What a mess! I called the vet and they said to buy a bottle of Goop to clean it off. Well, I have to go to work, so Tom goes to find the Goop. The hardware store does not have Goop, but they do have plain old mineral spirits, which the hardware store lady says will work as it got the tar off her cat. Well, the mineral spirits softened the tar but it didn't get it off. The vet had said not to let him eat the tar, so I covered his feet with Mickey's old socks.

I was beside myself. So, Saturday morning I called the vet again to report my lack of progress and they said to bring him in. I did, and $385 dollars later I was able to bring him home, a little worse for wear, sedated and shaved in the darnedest places.

Poor guy was NOT a happy camper. We had to give him give him antibiotic that didn't make him feel too well. For days he creeped around the house showing no interest in the great outdoors, but now that weeks have passed, the outdoors holds the same level of interest for the little bugger as it did before, but he isn't going out. Not till the work is done outside and it isn't so ding dong cold. And that tar is good and set!

Imagine if you will . . .

Now that the drainage has been installed and the foundation frost wall poured, tarred, insulated and covered, the framing of the two back rooms is now moving right along. What you see in the picture directly below are the openings for the two windows on either side of the hoped for fireplace, as well as the opening for the French doors that will lead onto the hoped for reclaimed brick or field stone patio.

Here is the view from inside looking at the imaginary fireplace flanked by the two windows.

Here is the view out the French doors onto the imaginary patio.

Here is the view out the east windows of the den looking up the hill to the timberline. Imagine the mounds of fill are beautiful flowers.

And here is the view into the pantry which will separate the kitchen from the den.

And this is the view into the kitchen standing in the archway between the kitchen and the den. The pantry is on the left of where I'm standing, the French doors to my right and behind me.

Woody Woodpecker?

I couldn't believe it! We had a new visitor to our feeder and I actually had the camera in my hand! Of course, when I saw the bird I instantly thought, "Where is that camera?" Kind of like looking for sunglasses that are perched on top of your head. Anyway, what we have here is a Hairy Woodpecker. There is another woodpecker called the Downy Woodpecker, but the Downy has spots on its tail and this one does not. You don't see that in this picture, but I have some lesser pictures that I'm not posting that clearly showed the solid black tail.