Homeless Cat -- Now Spotacus' Legacy
On 18 Dec, a very large cat showed up at our house. It was late and cold, and he looked in the door and made it clear he wanted inside. Well, since we have two cats already and he was a stranger, we...
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L'Andante is home, finally. And we find out we have an electrical problem on the hookup. Sigh. Anyway, when Tall and Short Friends return from visiting relatives, Tall Friend will back our trailer up the hill and into another hookup site, so we can finally offload it and reload L'Andante. Then we can clean up the trailer and put it up for sale, and have one less large item taking up space around here.
Tall and Short Friends will shortly no longer be living in their Fifth Wheel. They found a lovely house about seven minutes drive from us, with a parking space for the FW, a rock garden instead of a lawn out front, and a lovely view of the golf course in the rear. Closing is the end of this month. Seller left most of the furniture, so they won't have to rough it until their furniture arrives from Maine this autumn.
It will be very easy now to offload whatever they don't want to take along on our "Scottish trip," as we now refer to the RV trip way up north we've been planning and not getting to take the last four years. If we mention the destination, the trip gets jinxed, so, like Shakespeare's play, we won't call it by name anymore.
I will miss them being right across the way, but seven minutes away is not a problem, once we all get used to it.
Meanwhile, we had a windy, chilly couple of mornings, and Spotacus flatly refused to go outside. He actually used the Litter Robot, getting high praise and treats each time. However, he's still not quite putting two and two together to figure out using the robot is a good thing, treats wise. He has gotten quite chatty, though, which has never been his "thing." We're still sorting out what all the conversation is about.
Time to get back to painting the Murphy bed. Later, y'all.
Tall and Short Friends will shortly no longer be living in their Fifth Wheel. They found a lovely house about seven minutes drive from us, with a parking space for the FW, a rock garden instead of a lawn out front, and a lovely view of the golf course in the rear. Closing is the end of this month. Seller left most of the furniture, so they won't have to rough it until their furniture arrives from Maine this autumn.
It will be very easy now to offload whatever they don't want to take along on our "Scottish trip," as we now refer to the RV trip way up north we've been planning and not getting to take the last four years. If we mention the destination, the trip gets jinxed, so, like Shakespeare's play, we won't call it by name anymore.
I will miss them being right across the way, but seven minutes away is not a problem, once we all get used to it.
Meanwhile, we had a windy, chilly couple of mornings, and Spotacus flatly refused to go outside. He actually used the Litter Robot, getting high praise and treats each time. However, he's still not quite putting two and two together to figure out using the robot is a good thing, treats wise. He has gotten quite chatty, though, which has never been his "thing." We're still sorting out what all the conversation is about.
Time to get back to painting the Murphy bed. Later, y'all.
