The police were here today. Apparently a concerned neighbour called the police because they saw blood all over our living room floor. I actually saw two women out front half an hour earlier getting really close to the windows, but they saw me and left. Then the doorbell rang and as I don't know anyone here who would just drop by, I didn't open. Heard the person ring other doorbells (intercom is right next to our window so can hear it every time someone rings it elsewhere as well). I got curious so I walked out of the bedroom to go look who it was, then I saw a police man standing by our window signing that I should open the door. Now, this has happened in places I've lived before - if the police can't get in they ring all the doorbells so they can enter the building. Didn't think they were here for me, but curious as I am, I opened the door and asked them what had happened - they were here for me! They explained the situation and I was like "oh! Yeah that's just my cat, he has a tumour that sometimes bleeds a lot. I can go get him if you want?" and they said it wasn't necessary. I did thank them though for checking in and also said that it was nice of the neighbour to show concern. It could as easily have been something terrible. But it was not. Everyone is fine and the cat is fine as well. I did mention this in a previous blog post and there is just nothing we can do about it, other than clean up after it once it stops bleeding - which we do! We just allow it to stop before we start cleaning up after it.
I laughed at the whole situation and when the police left I went into the bedroom where the cat was sleeping and kissed him all over. So much drama for tiny him ♡ Bless
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