We arrived back from vacay last night with a personal invitation from a timber wolf resonating in my heart. This was received the last day we were in camp, calling me back as soon as I can get there to continue the conversation he started (according the the small-zoo owner who interpreted for him). But on the oh-no side, the housecleaner who worked miracles while we were away was not able to work the biggest one I had requested, so we're now in urgent need of BOXES.

But she did create lots of little piles that can make sense later when I unpack them, and she did get up years of dog hair apparently lurking in our rugs! I know my MIL will appreciate THAT miracle because dogs are her worst allergy! And she did dust it all as she moved it, so I can at least bag it all up before dust re-settles and then box those, as boxes begin to arrive. :~)

~Susan