Welcome to Yellowcat, Yarnell, and Nielsen.
I’m Yellowcat, and I have opinions.
Because my name comes first, my opinions count. One of them is that house construction is only to be put up with for a very short time.
This project has gone on way too long.
For the most part, I have been very patient. When they tore down the porch where I used to leave them gall bladders and tails of rodents from the field,
I was philosophical about it, and moved my trophy display to the door of their new studio workshop.
When strangers arrived with heavy boots and hammers,
I retired graciously to the jungle and let them go about their work. Yellowcat can cope.
Evenings and weekends, when they leave the site unattended,
I’ve been diligent in policing the grounds, making sure everything is as it should be. I take my work seriously, and carry on even when circumstances are difficult. I am, after all, Yellowcat.
The sound of my name should be enough to bring order to the household: Yellowcat.
There comes a time, however, when even Yellowcat reaches a limit of tolerance. Day after day, these construction crews tramp through my domain without so much as a by-your-leave, excuse me, or thank you.
I can’t stand this one more minute.
This morning I discovered an unattended vehicle. As always, they leave their equipment around, expecting it to be there when they come back.
Well, they may have another think coming. Just let me get this thing figured out…
Here I go.