They're doing some building in our neighborhood and apparently it requires explosives to break up the stone ground on the construction site. Several weeks ago an inspector visited every apartment in our building to make sure that the place wouldn't crumble when they started blowing up the earth around us and, thankfully, he informed me that we should be in good shape. Then the blasts began. A couple of times a day they sound an alarm followed by a boom so loud that it shakes the whole building and makes my insides rumble. It's scary, dude! When I told The Swede about it (since he's at work when it happens) he was naturally very concerned. About the cats. They're fragile flowers, those two.
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