Saturday, June 13, 2009

Firestar's Compromise

Been having a massive garage sale. There are dozens more across our little town. This week has been Carnival Week. They call it, "City Days". We've attended none of the festivities. Too exhausted.

It's been a good week for Firestar. He's been outside a lot. True, he has been outside in his kennel cab, but he's happy with the compromise. (He would like to roam free.)

When he is in the garage with us he is frequently the center of attention. People who come with no intention of buying anything (why are they here?) will fuss over him. Several have offered to buy him. Spouse always says he's not for sale. I take a different approach. I tell them, "He's quiet now. That means it will cost you $5,000 to buy him. When he starts meowing the price starts to drop."

A man with two young boys came by, making sarcastic comments about all of the things he could buy. He ended with, "and a free cat". I corrected him with my $5,000 price tag. The boys knelt by the cat and wanted to know if I was serious. I said I was. They rushed to their dad, impressed that they had just seen a $5,000 cat. Firestar turned to me and began meowing in his annoyed voice. I told him to hush up. Five thousand dollars is a lot of money. No one is going to pay that for me. He went quiet. (I may have told you this before. Told it to someone. My old brain just can't remember who.)

Yesterday we did some rearranging and Firestar got the premiere position in the center of the garage doorway. He got to see everyone who came, most before we did. He was quiet all day. Son taught him that when he meows too much he goes back into the house. So he saves his cries for those times when he wants to eat, drink, use the facilities, or just stretch his legs. Then he rushes back to his kennel cab and waits inside for one of us to see he's ready to come back out.

He's probably going to be all upset with us when we quit going out to the garage to sit.


fairyhedgehog said...

I'm glad the garage sale is being good for Firestar. He seems like he's enjoying it much more than you are!

spyscribbler said...

Oh how cute! I'm about to have a big garage sale. I can't wait--NOT! I'm thinking of moving to a place with a screened-in front balcony. They would be in HEAVEN!

Bevie said...

It's over! And (I think) we survived. We made enough for Son to get a saxophone anyway. And once again Firestar was the hit of the day. The price tag has gone up to $10,000.

(It did drop a bit when he became noisy. But once the people came and fussed over him he was fine.)

We're done now - for the next ten days anyway.

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