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Saturday, 27 March 2010

Olly`s Roof Top Protest



I shall not, i shall not be moved
 
You know how it is, you get up at 6.30 in the morning and look out of the landing window, see your cat sitting on your next door neighbours roof, its only when you get half way down the stairs does reality kick in and you think, what the hell.
Sure would have it, Olly had managed to get onto the flat roof at the side of my Neighbours house and scramble up to the apex and declare himself a member of the vertigo club.
Would he come down, no, not for me, food or anything, luckily for me my daughter was bad and off school so a quick ring to work and a days holiday was booked. 10.00am, 12 noon and 2.00pm had passed, still motionless and by now I was getting worried, I think he is slightly brain damages at the best of times but I don’t fancy him being up there for another cold frosty night so against my better judgement I rang the emergency services to see if they could get him down. Not to be im afraid, they wont come to a stranded pet unless the RSPCA advise them to, they told me to give them a ring, I did and a very helpful and understanding man told me that if Olly had not come down by the following morning to ring again and he would pass the case on to an inspector, cheers guys, cheers Olly.
The man in shining armour who came to our rescue was Roj, my work colleague and someone who is definitely not scared of heights. A three section ladder fully extended in front of next doors house just reached, Olly by this time and it was 4.00pm had managed to luckily edge himself to the end of the apex where the ladder was positioned. Roj took a big breath and said goodbye to his devilish good looks (fearing when he plucked Olly off the roof he would turn into Edward Scissorhands) and made his way up the ladder, as a back up I had prepared a large box of old coats to catch Olly should he get to violent and Roj had to drop him down,, yes I was to catch the baby should it turn sour.
Not to be, Olly was grabbed and tucked in under arm, he was petrified, shaking and feeling very sorry for himself he just held on for life. Ground zero was achieved; he has not been near the roof since, oh Olly.


You`ll never take me alive

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