George the cat has a habit of going missing for a few days at a time . Either locked in a shed, or voiding his DNA stamp.
Yesterday he was not here as normal at 07.00 for breakfast, he is incredibly regular and predictable.
So I walked down to the garage, one of his sleeping spots, and found him curled up, after we had 8mm of heavy rain in the morning.
Curled up under my mobile work table. Weird creature.
I also took the opportunity to check if the paint on the hand rails had dried.
Same as I had used on the door frames before, after the rust converter.
Completely dry.
So we know the culprit was the converter reacting, either due to not being completely dry, or just a chemical reaction.
Anyway, a good result.
Happy.
Roll on the weekend, so I can clean out the interior some more and remove the fabric stuck to it.
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