Last summer I rented an apartment in South Pasadena which also came with a car and a cat. Marjorie, the apartment/car/cat owner, was going to her farm in upstate New York for the summer. In exchange, she drove my car which was in Ithaca. Unfortunately, I pulled the hand brake on my car and something was stuck. Somehow, between Jon, my neighbor, John, my mechanic, and John, the AAA guy, they fixed the problem. Not long after, Pico the cat disappeared for a couple days and came back with a gashed and bleeding right eye. The poor cat spent the next few weeks with his head in a cone, claws dug into the screen door desperate to go outside while I played the mean controlling cat-sitter. Pico became blind in that eye but at least he was able to keep it. By the way he jumped around on things and precariously balanced himself on the edges, you would have never known that he was a one eyed pirate.
Marjorie and Pico have since moved permanently to upstate New York and I was lucky enough to spend a night with them in their barn house in Durham, NY.
The driveway to the barn and the barn house
The cars together!
Old phone and back porch
Pico - the one eyed pirate cat!
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