National Dog Day fell this week. We didn’t tell Chancie. She’s already spoiled enough.
Case in point.
Recently she’s been freaking out about walking on the hardwood floors. She has a hard time getting traction and has slipped a few times. I’m sure it bothers her aging joints.
When she found herself marooned on the living room rug, she began whining. She was so afraid to get off the carpet, but her people were in the next room! So Hubby rolled out the red carpet for her. Well, none of them are red actually, but he rolled out every carpet piece we had so she has a trail through the house.
Since we don’t have enough carpets to line the entire floor, she’ll wait at the end of one until Hubby places a carpet square in front of her. Eventually that carpet square has to be returned so she can get back to where she started.
Yeah, she doesn’t need to know she has an actual day to honor her. No telling what she’d expect then. And there’s only room for ONE princess in this house.
Because Hubby’s at home most days, he’s been doing a majority of the packing and fixing up of the place. We’re living amongst stacks of boxes, but it won’t be long til we can start bringing things over to the new place!
The transferring of the house is coming along smoothly. We have no termites and no radon (whatever THAT is). The appraisal went well. The spider killers and the garage door fixer have all done their jobs. Seems all that’s left is to sign. Just a couple of weeks to go!
We are all ready for this new chapter of our lives. (And to be closer to the High School!) It’s making it easy to turn over our home to the young couple just starting their own family. I can’t promise I won’t feel a twinge of sadness when we turn over the keys though.
In the meantime, I’m relishing not having to clean the house. Once everything’s out, we’ll do a deep cleaning. I’m saving all my energy til then.