I must have done something right in Ohio with the limited Biscuit-dog training time I had, because right now I have old Faulkner-dog relaxedly guarding the room I don't want Biscuit in, and she's alseep on my feet as I type in a corner I am happy for her to occupy. No dog got yelled at in the making o this scene.

Hardi and I unloaded the cargo trailer yesterday, and my dog-running scooter is now back from Ohio, on our front porch, in time for warm weather dog-xercise.

Last night, only the truly-essential bags came in and were addressed this AM. Some key items found and restored to their usual place. Some not found-- so I went out to the porch where unloaded stuff went, to look thru the rest. More items were unboxed and delivered up-ramp by setting them up onto the handrail that leads to the front door. Some of those are already in and unpacked.

While I was on the porch, tho, I consolidated some boxes that had been gathering dust over the winter. Space is clear now up in the attic (former MudDorm) for all that cardboard, to pull from as needed for further packing. (Some nice big boxes, and I know where to get book boxes any time.)

I found the MP3 player data cord, but I'm still looking for the phone charger cord. Hardi has one on the DR I can charge on anytime, and it's OK to be less fone-wedded til mine turns up.

In Ohio I went for hours with no fone at my side. Where I LOVE having it handy is when I'm reading, for side trips looking up cool stuff I come across as I read.

Also not found is the external had drive I found in Ohio and thought I'd set out to come back to PA. May find it yet!

~Susan