The prep for the rug is now almost done, the floor is bared and the dust/flea eggs are vacuumed. Quite the dance to keep moving each thing to get at each area.... and the newer rug is actually within the house-- no mean feat for Hardi's musskles, as it weighs a ton, but now the van is again Ready for Travel (which must occur Wednesday).

I have not yet re-wrecked my shoulder (we may be able to put stuff back today and the shoulder may actually not flare up again); we have even remembered to "feed" every several hours as his program requires (it's easier just to mirror it, for me, on days like this).

So far neither of us wishes to kill the other, nor to involve any other helpers who do not speak our shorthand-- that was a :~) fun meeting!-- so that's a huge plus.

The right items have been set aside as the "lower priorities" and it turns out we even still have the same priorities (I wasn't sure!).

The dog (F) has even enjoyed learning how to tolerate the Scary Vacuum Cleaner Coming Close, and volunteered to really relax at least twice instead of Merely Tolerate.

So far the Homicidal Outdoor Cat has not come in, nor have the Timid Indoor Kittehs snuck out to be chased by Homicidal Cat-- chased permanently off-property into the too-nearby road, the gas co. drilling, the feral-coyote field, or the Farthest Barn (which contains plenteous cat poison).


It can't be going this well. Nope-- it ain't, or I'd be working, not posting. The emerg. phone has rung-- but it's not Michelle, just a "day off" "personal-work" stoppage to tend something else. Hardi's off dealing with it privately, so I dunno what it is or what I may be yanked away to help with, next.

I see that it's time to "feed" again, so a quick stop in the laundry room and then Hardi's next snack to fix! FUNFUNFUN! :~(

~Susan