A lodge for the cat who's alone on the street and looking for shelter or a place to eat that's out of harm's way and not under our feet with shade to keep cool from the summer sun's heat.
The neighborhood felines that live on our blocks, the grey one, the tabby, the black one with socks, when resting protected and not out on walks, might come spend their nights in this covered cat box.
On first week and third, Friday from 9AM, from March thru December, they streetsweep again. Then Monday thru Wednesday and Thursday thru Sat, you've got max 2 hours, I'm sorry, that's that. But also you're NEVER allowed, so think twice! Except Permit 7, I guess. Must be nice.
Please fly here post haste with your hydrate applier! A spark has ignited in my lint-clogged dryer! Don air tanks and facemasks to safely respire, and helmets and jackets, protective attire! Don't dawdle, oh, come quick, before they expire! You must save my pets, 'cuz the house is on fire!
A sign in my gym all the way at the back with solid white writing and background in black, alongside the bikes and electronic stairs, in very large lettering "Nobody Cares".
Encouraging language to keep you on track, a mantra of power, "Go! Firmly attack! It isn't enough to just plan your day smarter! You're here to be stronger, so push and Work Harder."
Ikea wardrobe, pulled apart, and laid against the wall as art. It occupies visual space, a white particle board showcase.
Soon I'll sell it to a buyer, or maybe give if need is dire.
Oops, a piece broke. I glued the crack. They'll never know. It's in the back. :)
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