Hello, I am finally back! Admittedly, one of the main reasons I have been slack here is because of the trauma involved in inserting photos into this blog! Honestly!!! Somehow the way it works is different and not user-friendly to me the non-techie. As you can see, I have managed to whack in some more pics, however they ended up displaying in the wrong order…*sigh*.
So anyway I thought I’d show a project that I actually finished! Mmm I’m a great starter…
Funny story about why the bird house has been positioned right outside the cat-run…Justin had great ideas about re-building it, we were going to extend it and make it the Taj-Mahal for felines, we bought all the materials, then realised that we both work in an office for a good reason! Uh – builders we ain’t.
What’s even funnier is that I work in a local councils (county) building department, and he’s in town planning there too. Hey, I never said I actually understood building and planning…I even purchased a DIY cat-run book off the net, apparently those who can’t build anything can build this. Except moi. Heck the whole thing is in imperial(US) and we work in metric over here (AUS).
So…getting to the point…yes there is one if you haven’t face-planted your keyboard yet lol…now what was that point again? Ahh yes, well we begged a post-hole digger off a mate, and after weeks of persuasion, J managed to dig a few holes. Come to think of it, I’m not even sure he used that or just used a spade before we borrowed it. But I digress…so here we were months (years?) later down the track, with ruddy big holes in my lawn, and no construction in sight. Mowing was not fun as the grass hid the damn holes and I kept nearly twisting my ankles falling in them. (Don’t even go there about why I was doing the mowing, lets just say buying an eco-electric cordless mower on a 1/4 acre block was a baaaaad idea…my bad idea..).
So after killing the wine barrel planter (oops forgot those drainage holes), I used the soil to fill up the holes and bless those doggies of mine, they’ve dug ’em up again. And I popped the birdhouse into one of the post-holes. Patted more soil into the ground, and voila – cat-torture I mean entertainment unit live in the backyard.
Just to remind you of how sad it used to look like…and to check if you’re still awake!