Dumpster fire

We had a dumpster fire last night. Heard some mighty big vehicles pull up outside of our building last night so of course I peeked through the blinds to see what was up. Two fire trucks had arrived and they were putting on full gear. I got a little freaked, hollered to The Man and he said he already had the scanner on. I saw The Dude from downstairs (the one who took our door mat) standing outside watching them and The Man decided to go out and have a look himself. The Dude told The Man that there were some punk ass kids hanging around earlier (we were in and out all day yesterday so didn't see any of this going on), smoking, going under cars, just generally being stupid, punk ass kids, and that he figured one or more of them must have tossed a cigarette or two in there. I hope whoever set it off is found and has their ass whooped. And their parents, too.

Thank God it was only the dumpster that caught fire.

Some good news - Miss Babs no longer has to take Enalapril!! We took her to the vet in Boston yesterday for her echocardiogram. She still has a little thickening around her heart, but the cardiologist told us that the amount she saw was typical for a kitty of her weight (16.5 lbs.). She told us it would be safe to take her off the Enalapril, and wants us to bring her back in 6 months for a follow-up, just to be safe. YAY! No more medication for Babs! Every night, The Man would get home, change, grab the bottle of pills and give one to her. And every night she'd sit in her bed, squinting at him, waiting for it with a "Screw you!" look on her face. Now she can just be happy he's home and hop into his lap as soon as he sits down.

Being the paranoid cat mom that I am, asked the cardiologist if it was safe to take her off of this stuff cold turkey. She said absolutely and if anything were to happen to her, it wouldn't be immediate, which is why she wants to see her in 6 months. So, I'm not so paranoid anymore. :-)