Nine Oh Nine Oh Nine

We are taking evening sojourns through the new construction. My cat, who is very attached to me (he is my familiar), follows us on these inspections each day. He must investigate all details. He must sniff everything. He also meows quite a lot while doing this. He is clearly disturbed by the disruptions to his life. Big trucks, piles of lumber and rebar and roofing shingles, strange sweaty working men. They even use the hose, so they come right up to our current house.
Cat thinks, Ooooh, Freaky!

He is quite the camera hound too, apparently.

Look! There's a big cat in our house!

Mr. Cat inspecting the cat (click for larger image)

Cat in the Cat

They are building my house out of bags of dirt.

Looking East. There will be two picture windows on the corner, and the porch is sticking out to the left.

Rebar! And Joe. And Mr. Cat. He is doing the safety inspection of the rebar.

He sticks with us like glue. He is upset we are leaving (already). He needs more inspection time.

C'mon, Seph!

Mao.