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In which Boots tries to eat things
cat, hugs
To be fair, it's possible I forgot to fill her kibble bowl before I left the house for 30-odd hours. It's also possible I forgot to put my teatowel covered Herman cake in the pantry. But look, as my friend says, it's not about who's at fault, it's about who I can blame.

Also, I've now filled her kibble bowl and she's still trying to eat my sandwich. This is clearly unacceptable.

The bulldozer next door is now gone, as is the remaining rubble of the foundation. The garage remains, and I think the fruit trees do too.

The land assessment people visited my property this morning and discovered that there's a couple of patches of silt and some uneven pavers. This is approximately what I already knew, except that I wouldn't have mentioned the pavers because I think that predates the quake: it's an area of the backyard that regularly swamps in winter, and I keep a couple of bricks for the express purpose of placing there as stepping stones. But apparently I'm going to get an information package in the post in a few months which may or may not include some kind of compensation offer. Or maybe not, they said something something excess. I'm not clear on the detail especially because I hadn't quite clicked that one got compensation for silt in one's backyard: I'd just mentally classified the sand volcanoes as the remnants of a temporary water feature and moved on.

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Does demolition mean they're going to build something new next door?

I expect that demolition means the insurance company and the owner have reached a settlement, but whether it's been paid out (in which case the owner can proceed at whatever pace they can find tradespeople to contract for) or is being managed by Fletcher's (in which case it proceeds in painstaking fits and starts) I don't know.

Hmm. Hopefully, they'll at least do you the courtesy of letting you know what's going on...

Huh. I guess I'd expect that too in normal times, but these days (de/re)construction work is just par for the course. On my way to choir one week there was an empty lot; the next week there was a building (a prefab, granted). Roadworks and sewer repairs wander into and through suburbs like the shifting of a braided river. This is one of two demolished houses in my short street, and there's another across the T-intersection, and then more whichever way you go, not to mention the planned closing of the school at the other end of the street and the demolished shops and churches within easy walking distance; and I doubt there's a house in the suburb that hasn't had (or is in desperate need of) some noisy repairs or other.

It's kind of the difference between warning your neighbours you'll be having a party in the middle of the working week, and warning them you'll be having a party on New Year's Eve. So I'll probably find out what's happening by reading the contractors' hazards board on the fence as I walk past each day.

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