Sunday is for beginnings where we take a look at the start of Peter Abrahams novel, including those written under the Spencer Quinn pen name. You may have noted that today is Monday. Nevertheless! CAT ON A HOT TIN WOOF, the 16th novel – but not the last! – in the Chet and Bernie mystery series -comes out April 14 (preorders make the publisher happy and therefore me). We’re now doing the beginning of each one, going backwards (since the series can be read in any order) and on the 16th Sunday we’ll do CAT ON A HOT TIN WOOF. Today we’re at THEREBY HANGS A TAIL:
The perp looked around – what nasty little eyes he had! – and saw there was nowhere to go. We were in some kind of warehouse, big and shadowy, with a few grimy high-up windows and tall stacks of machine parts. I couldn’t remember how the warehouse fit in, exactly, or even what the whole case was all about; only knew beyond a doubt, from those nasty eyes and that sour end-of-the-line smell, a bit like those kosher pickles Bernie had with his BLT’s – I’d tried one; once was enough for the kosher pickles, although I always had time for a BLT – that this guy was the perp. I lunged forward and grabbed him by the pantleg. Case closed.
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OFA: What’s a day between friends? We’ll forgive you this indiscretion if you’ll forgive our alleged indiscretions. Deal?
Greetings!
Better late than never. :^)
Good night to all!
Case closed!!
Monday, Shmonday. What’s a few hours to us? I’m sure it’s still Sunday someplace. Paraguay maybe.
Been busy. My HELOC came through and I am starting to spend money, which is hard as I’ve be frugal for so long.
Called the company for a new Garage Door today. Spent most of the day on that as I have to look at doors and openers as now I have to replace my perfectly good opener with one that has a battery back up. For no good reason. It’s a detached garage and I have a regular people door. I will never be trapped in that garage. I also have a big window I could climb out of if for any reason the regular door didn’t open. Or I could pull the release on the screw drive and physically open the door. Not only is it stupid but if the back up battery dies the opener won’t work, even though the power is on! Not sure what doofus thought this up.
Wednesday I’ll be ordering a new refrigerator and a garage ready upright freezer. I might also call a guy to start to haul away the old fence boards.
I found the wheels I bought for the “island” so I am finally going to finish that by installing the wheels, electrical extension plug strips, handles and put the top I bought on top, thus declaring it finally done.
After that, I’ll be calling companies about installing three paired mini-split combo HVACs as I haven’t had heat since the furnace was disconnected a few years ago.
Then, maybe paint the house. Maybe more solar. Maybe a battery bank in the garage for the Solar.
I need to have the Sweet Bay Laurel pollarded. And of course there is always another fence panel to replace.
I’m also going to install a remote in the canopy of the dining room light so I can have switches at all three doorways leading into that room. I’m thinking of putting sliding shelves in my lower cabinets to make it easier for me to get to the backs of the lower cabinets.
I’m trying to get my house as maintenance free as I can, hopefully within five years, so I can enjoy it now that I am in my old age.
Thieves, you asked about Huny Punkin. Thanks. I come down to the VA Hospice Care Unit every day, 9 to 3 or so. He is getting excellent care, but these nurses are not as much fun as the furry ones. HP has okay days and then some very bad ones. Now, he cannot express himself very well and that is frustrating for everyone. He also doesn’t eat very much, and has to be medicated for pain quite a bit. Right now, he’s snoozing. His bed is on wheels, so maybe we need to arrange a bed race for the patients! Might perk things up a bit.
ML, I am in awe of your efforts! I’m having trouble with even the most basic maintenance at the homestead.
BTW, that perp’s next wardrobe will be orange pantsuits and his employ will be breaking rocks in the hot sun. Just sayin’.
It is totally understandable re: the homestead.
When I was taking care of my parents, nothing got done around the house. So I have a lot to catch up on just to get it back to the neglect it had when I was still working. But I am determined to get it done in the next few years, not only to bring it back to what it was but to move forward to what I want it to be. I want a chance to relax and do some things I’d like to do, rather than what has to be done. If I can get a big chunk done by April, I can take a break to enjoy Cat on a Hot tin Woof.
So far no word on the next Mrs Plansky. OFA said C&B and Mrs P would be alternating years so Mrs P is due in 2027.
We’re off to the races! Tell HP to think aerodynamic thoughts so we can shave time off our personal best.
Mom thinks the Superman costume ML’s pup had in a previous post should be on ML. That sounds like a lot to get done.
It’s like eating an elephant. One bite at a time.
The problem is as soon as I finish one to-do task, I add two more.
According to Luna it’s impolite to invite ourselves to Plunderer Places for tomorrow’s feast. According to Ole Doc’s stomach, a disgrace if we don’t. So therefore…we’ll just show up with a sled full of Slim Jims at each spot. Anyone one to join us? If so, let us know and we’ll blur by to pick you up. Howie and Hazel still only have their learner permits. We’re not bothered by that. Hell, we don’t have licenses and that hasn’t stopped us.