State of The Compound

Because the painters are here, I’ve lost my kitchen again. Everything’s taped over with paper and plastic, and we’re back to using the bathroom sink to clean dog bowls and such. We’re all shut off in one half of the house. I was writing on my laptop when I decided to check on the whereabouts of my quiet family.

21 thoughts on “State of The Compound”

    1. They are somewhat hysterical whenever any of the workers arrive, but wind down quickly because as dogs, they are just too lazy to be bothered beyond the initial warning.

      1. hahhhaahha! That’s great. I think I remember that– must’ve seen it on one of my Becky-stalkings. Which reminds me that I still haven’t figured out where I read about Timothy’s San Francisco sunburn, but I did drag this out, the other day. : )

  1. What an awesome picture. I am thrilled Tom reads. Now only if I can get Bob to do more of that…

    Dogs and bed = happiness and comfort

    Well, sometimes comfort if your dogs are bed hogs.

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