Tag: dogs

busy me

…tired…of…housework… And there’s still so much to do.

I cleaned the loveseat in the Home Office, but it’s never going to look good unless it’s professionally cleaned. Since Margot thinks it’s her sofa, it sees a lot of dog action (because whatever Margot does, Guinness must do, too, plus River thought it was his sofa–Rex is indifferent to it).

I’m tired of cleaning it. I’m not a big fan of slipcovers. So after it was dry and vacuumed, I covered it with one of my quilts. Margot approves.

Back to work.

March at The Compound (so far)

As I mentioned before, March 4 was my mother’s eightieth birthday. My brother and sister came for that, but also because we had a lot of family business to take care of. Oddly, both of them ended up seeing doctors or dentists and taking painkillers and antibiotics. I had no idea spending a couple of weeks at The Compound could be so hazardous to anyone’s health.

I wish I had pictures of the night when a minute in a people-free house allowed Guinness to flip a ham from the table to the floor. Sadly, none of the photos quite capture the more dramatic moments of the last three weeks.
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The Test Dog

A week and four days into Tim’s accepting Rex the Dog into The Compound on a trial basis, we are still having pack issues. Guinness adored him and then she didn’t. Margot hasn’t adored him yet. Sometimes, by accident, she will almost play with him, and then she turns into something resembling that dog/beast thing that was in the first Ghostbusters movie.
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