April 19th, 2012
|11:01 pm - Still need to find out if it's a boy or girl cat|
Well, Tuesday marked the start of my casual volunteering thing. Which is not per se a proper job, but it fills up some time and will bulk up the resume for a bit.
And it's really pretty easy work, when you get down to it - Find your ISBN, check the details on the computer are correct, fix any that are incorrect, scan the cover, add them to the Website and then put a price tag on. Rinse and repeat.
Here's one I actually was responsible for.
But yeah, pleasantness of that aside, means I am still in need of a paying job. Sigh.
In other news, I got into a discussion with one of the people downstairs about the cat who seems to have adopted our building (Black, fluffy, very friends, no collar but seems very healthy). Apparently it used to belong to one of the couples in the place next door, but they moved away and left the cat behind.
Which is kind of appalling, even if the cat seems well fed and has a coat in decent condition that implies someone's been looking after it. Mr Downstairs was asking if it was me, but I just pat it when I'm around.
And have some ridiculous signs for your amusement.
Current Mood: awake
|Date:||April 19th, 2012 06:51 pm (UTC)|| |
They might not have intended to leave it behind. Cats are pretty notorious for refusing to recognise the new place as "home" and just travelling back to the old place and hanging out there.
|Date:||April 19th, 2012 06:52 pm (UTC)|| |
when I was looking up advice for moving house with cats one of the things they mentioned for if things go badly was to introduce yourselves to the people who live in your old house and ask them if they want a cat :/
Well, I only know what I was told by Mr Downstairs, so either way could be true. Though I find it interesting that instead of sticking around the building it used to live in, the cat's picked ours instead.
Apparently it used to belong to one of the couples in the place next door, but they moved away and left the cat behind.
That is something that makes me so, so cross.
I know. Grrr, poor kitty.