This has to be our favorite -- a solid 13x13 one-room log cabin
that was so well made from the aged Pennsylvania logs from which it was hewn that it will never rot. It's so solid and compact, it can be moved to any location on the back of a trailer. What's most unique about this gem of a hunt camp shelter is its history. The cabin was once dubbed the 'œCat House' because, as the seller states in his description, 'œIf you are familiar with history, you will know they called it that because the ladies used it to make their money.'
Hmmm, how so? At first, I thought he meant maybe they printed counterfeit money inside of it. Or perhaps they sold their cats, neatly stacked in little boxes, from the protected shade of the cabin? Or maybe they just sold honest jams, jellies and homemade remedies?
Oh wait, that's right, I remembered. Cathouse! As in, hmm'¦working ladies. Ladies of the night. Shady ladies. OK, I'm with you now.
The seller's description goes on to say this 'œgreat conversation piece' also would 'œbe perfect for a hunting cabin or a place by a lake for you and the special lady in your life.' Does he mean Destiny over at the Cheetah Lounge? Hmm, not a bad idea, but I'm sure he meant real ladies of our lives, whether that takes the form of wife, girlfriend or both. Either way, I look at this cabin and can't help but imagine what Bacchanalian scenes of backwoods bootlegging romance must have played out in its musty interior -- sort of like the scene in Cold Mountain where the dirty country wife implores Jude Law to 'œhug her til she grunts.' And to think, you can live out such scenes yourself whether you set this thing by a lake or in your own backyard for an easy gallery=43,500. Destiny not included.