Howdy blogaroos! We’ve been on a blog hiatus for a few days while the Warden and Aunt Sue are keeping busy with a variety of home projects. The chief supervisor- the Boss- is loosing his voice from continually shouting out instructions. All while I try desperately to be right in the middle of everything they do – which usually results in me being sequestered in another room. True- I do tend to steal work supplies like rubber gloves and rags, but my intent is purely helpful. I want to be sure they are fully stocked – so I do movable inventory.
The first project began unintentionally- when the Warden mentioned that she wanted to “rearrange” some furniture. But we’re not talking about moving a chair and a pillow. We’re talking about moving rec room furniture up stairs and moving living room furniture down stairs. After much Googling, a call for an exorbitant quote from movers, several YouTube videos and lots of measuring, they opted to move the pieces out one door, drag them on a tarp on the lawn around the house, and a game of limbo carrying the massive sofas through the front door and through the hallway door. The process went on for what seemed like hours – while the three of us were sequestered in the bedroom. The Boss shouted out instructions non-stop. I joined in occasionally, but he was definitely the project foreman. The Coyote rolled his eyes and slept.
Thankfully, the Warden likes the new arrangement in the DFZ – and the Boss approves. He checked out the placement of every piece of furniture and promptly squeezed himself behind and half under the loveseat right next to the wall. He likes to pretend he is hiding – as if no one sees the giant fluff. I try to get in the DFZ and if I manage to bust my way through while the gate is momentarily open, I do a few loops around the coffee table and quickly look for something to steal, like a pillow. It’s my little “game” – catch me if you can. I’m pretty quick.
Another project involved replacing a bathroom faucet and sink. Really. Again we were sequestered out of the work zone – because neither of them have plumbing experience- so this was serious business. Still, the Boss knows a bit about plumbing, so again he shouted out directions. “Put that washer on the right way. Connect the water lines. I’m hungry. I want a snack. Put the drain pipe in. Do you need any silicone? It’s getting close to supper. Is that water I hear running? I’m hungry. Hurry up. Is anything leaking? Come on- I’m STARVING.”
Yes, after multiple YouTube videos, and after both of them memorized the instruction booklets in all 5 languages, they actually did it!
Just like after the first project, there was much high-fiving and dancing. We got celebratory biscuits.
Meanwhile, the lawn hasn’t been mowed in a week – so you can’t see us when we go out there. Just kidding – but you KNOW how obsessive the Warden is about mowing. Mind you, we have had several rainy days, so that hasn’t been great to mow. The Warden better do a good swoop before she begins- not only searching for the odd dog poo – but more importantly, the many dog toys hidden in the grass. We know that mowers can chop a perfectly good Nylabone in two.
Yesterday was the Warden’s birthday- so we sang Happy Birthday and begged futilely for cake. We got biscuits instead. Go wild, go crazy. Mind you, we didn’t get her a gift- I said it’s in the mail. I kept running to the door and barking like a delivery guy was there. I thought that was a good ploy.
We’ve had lots of good walks- all three of us together. Aunt Sue walks the Boss and the Coyote and I walk the Warden. We have to be careful at night – despite the fact that we are outfitted like glow worms. It’s not traffic we need to avoid – it’s porcupines! We’ve spotted several on our evening walks. Good thing those women are super strong enough to hold us – after all their project work. Aunt Sue says she’ll try any project – but she draws the line at porcupine quill removal.
OK. Time to see what we’re into today!
Have a good one. Peace and paws up. Stay safe. JBJ.
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