Percy: Hey, today is my day to report on my temporary apartment hunt. What is your picture doing on this post, Rusty?
Rusty: I'm a senior citizen. I could die of old age before you finish hunting for an apartment. I found mine before you started looking and I've been quite content, so I believe it's only fair I get a chance to share mine.
Percy: Oh, all right. But there had better not be a peep out of you next Tuesday!
Rusty: This is my summer villa. Jan set a plastic storage container of cat bedding on a chair and I moved onto it before she could move it.
Percy: So that's why you like the neighborhood. Jan won't move the container as long as you are living on top of it. Smart move!
Rusty: Thanks. It also has the advantage of being in line with the air conditioner. Jan keeps the ac off as long as possible each day but when it is on, I get a warm breeze. And since I have reached the age of shorter jumps, a couple of weeks ago Jan installed an escalator so I can go up and down easier.
Percy: That's not an escalator. That is Buddy's old step stool.
Rusty: A step stool? But Buddy always bragged about having a self-propelled escalator.
Percy: Yes, Buddy was the "self" in self-propelled.
Rusty: What a relief. I didn't want to complain but I thought Jan must have broken it. She has a heavy hand and a lead foot.
Percy: I'm proud of you, Rusty. You've had your apartment all summer. Whatever you do, don't let Jan redecorate it. She has no sense of mancat style.
Rusty: She did offer to hire an ulterior decorator for it, but I put down my paw!
Percy: I think you meant an interior decorator.
Rusty: No, I meant ulterior. She said I would need to move off for a week or two while the work was being done, but I know she was plotting to move my apartment as soon as I did. And you know how hard it is to find a private apartment around here.
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