Patches is seriously pissed off that the plumber is a no show for the second day in a row. 

 

              

    

I’d say she was sitting there waiting for us to come home but when I walked toward her she got really scared and ran away.  Oh well. 

 

While the contractors have taken over our house, they have also taken over the hotel.  They are leaving cryptic messages on the walls.  Who (or what) is “catfish”? 

 

Getting pretty sick of hotels. 

 

You’re telling me that they make a convertible Murano?  

You’re telling me someone actually bought one? 

 

Lady Patches is so confused about the goings on around here.  It will be over eventually, Miss Kitty.