A few days ago we started to insulate the roof. It's autumn, the days weren't really all that warm before that, the nights were downright cold, and we'll have to start heating soon, and it would be nice if we stopped losing all the warmth via the roof.
So, anyway, we've started to insulate the roof. With, among other things, thick mats of glass wool.
Now these mats may look like gigantic, fluffy pieces of tamago sushi, but they are tricky beasts, and if you touch the glass wool with your bare skin, you're sure to have glass fibres in your hide that itch their way out over the course of the next week.
We used gloves, of course, although we couldn't prevent some of the nasty stuff from creeping into our shirts.
Now one of those mats was still lying on the roof because we couldn't finish the insulating (lack of floor = lack of room for a ladder).
And in the morning we miss our cats - and find them curled up on the glass wool in the attic.
... well, they say cat skin is thicker than human skin. >_>
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Darcy has learned to actually eat the mice he hunts. Sunday he brought a small one for me (isn't that cute) and when I strangely didn't take it, ate it. Yesterday he brought a small one in for breakfast. Today he brought a fat one, disassembled it, and ate it. All parts, fur and claws and all.
Well, the fat one didn't stay inside. Jörg and I have spent half the morning cleaning cat vomit from the floor. Unbelievable how much the stomach of such a small animal can contain.
I'll be late for work.
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Also, sent off application for Japan. PANIKU.
