Cats Continued
This morning, I was drinking coffee quietly when Fankil sprang upon me and bit and scratched my arm quite hard. He broke the skin, though I was wearing a thick fleece-lined hoodie that covered my arms. A few days ago, he got out of the upstairs room and when Pp caught him, he gave him a long deep scratch that needed bandaging. I don't quite know what we are going to do with him. I'm still hoping that his behaviour will improve and he can be re-integrated with the other cats. He is a lot more confident now, and very playful, but also WAY too fierce. He is a small cat, but even a small cat can hurt!
Fortunately, he seems to have the sense not to really tackle the dogs, who could certainly eat him if it occurred to them to do so. And that suggests that he can control himself, if he wants to.
We have been letting him wander over the new roof outside the living room, and when he was doing that he was a lot calmer, but now he has discovered that he can get down via the scaffolding into the garden. When he discovered this, we had a panicked half hour when we thought that he was gone for good, but thankfully he then came back on his own (and assaulted Nenya, or possibly, she assaulted him).
These cats are definitely the most spicy cats we have ever owned. Well, apart from Gothmog, who is a little round sweetheart and deserves to be protected.
In other news, the blown-off roof is now well and truly replaced, the floor (complete with new joists because the previous owner had skimped on joists) is in, and the builders are now working on the rooms underneath that had got all wet. Not sure if they will need to replace the floor. So far they have pulled all the insulation out of the walls, removed the lights, and taken off the plasterboard ready to replace it.