Eviction!
OK, So al lot of you already know this and all, but eviction procedings have occured. There was a minute there where we thought we were going to be out on our asses the day of the procedings, because apparently they can do that in Chicago, but we've actually yet to be removed.
Actually, we've yet to hear anything about it beyond the original court order to appear (or not. It wasn't so much an order to appear as notice that a hearing was going to take place, and if we had a coupla hundred extra bucks lying around, that we could show up if we wanted to). No word at all from either the building owner or her drunken ape. So I don't know what the hell is going on. I guess we're supposed to have a notice of eviction posted on the front door at some point. But I'm not really sure about any of this anymore.
Dad was going to be shipping us "home" to Washington, but then he lost his job. I've not been able to get a hold of him since. 95% of our stuff lives at his place now.
Of course, what I'm really worried about is the cats. Does anyon want two of the most wonderful animals on Earth? Not forever, mind you, just until things get straightened out in Washington or whereever. They're like my children, except very few people claim to be allergic to kids, and most places don't require a deposit if you have kids, and also they eat kibble.
I suppose kids could eat kibble. I tried it once, but I didn't like it very much. I suspect that cats don't mind it because they don't know any better. Every once in a while I feel guilty for keeping them in the dark about the whole "real food" thing, but frankly, real food is expensive.
So yeah, to sum up:
* I'm nnsure about what the hell is going on with ANY STEP of us losing our apartment.
* I need someone to volunteer to take care of our assertively cuddly cats.
* Kibble does not taste good, and it may be mildly unfair to feed it to animals.
That is all
Actually, we've yet to hear anything about it beyond the original court order to appear (or not. It wasn't so much an order to appear as notice that a hearing was going to take place, and if we had a coupla hundred extra bucks lying around, that we could show up if we wanted to). No word at all from either the building owner or her drunken ape. So I don't know what the hell is going on. I guess we're supposed to have a notice of eviction posted on the front door at some point. But I'm not really sure about any of this anymore.
Dad was going to be shipping us "home" to Washington, but then he lost his job. I've not been able to get a hold of him since. 95% of our stuff lives at his place now.
Of course, what I'm really worried about is the cats. Does anyon want two of the most wonderful animals on Earth? Not forever, mind you, just until things get straightened out in Washington or whereever. They're like my children, except very few people claim to be allergic to kids, and most places don't require a deposit if you have kids, and also they eat kibble.
I suppose kids could eat kibble. I tried it once, but I didn't like it very much. I suspect that cats don't mind it because they don't know any better. Every once in a while I feel guilty for keeping them in the dark about the whole "real food" thing, but frankly, real food is expensive.
So yeah, to sum up:
* I'm nnsure about what the hell is going on with ANY STEP of us losing our apartment.
* I need someone to volunteer to take care of our assertively cuddly cats.
* Kibble does not taste good, and it may be mildly unfair to feed it to animals.
That is all