So, disagreement over the details of a...words fail me but you know the guy; that's One. No fun but it happens, at which point (IMO) the important thing is to Shut Up. I'm not good at that.
Two came first and is worse: once again, the drains at Roseholme are direly slow. You can use the loo -- if no one else has in the last twenty minutes. Plumbers have been called and I hope a good snaking will fix it but this will be the third time. (OTOH, there was a magnetic business card on the original fridge when I moved in: a drain-cleaning company.) Hope for the best!
Three: Huck the Cat got very rough with Rannie not a half-hour ago: had her pinned and was kicking at her tummy, with much mutual screaming and attempts to bite. He freaked out when I dove in, and he ran off to the kitchen and onto the counter at the far end. --I won't put up with this behavior. He's used up his one chance. Sad. I hope I put enough of a scare in him.
CHICAGO RAILROAD FAIR, 1948
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