That's four straight days of moving furniture, but we can see the end of the heavy lifting in sight. I can see maybe 2 more loads to our house and that should be all. Then the pros will take over the rest.
Since we have been out of pocket from home so many days in a row, Buster has not quite been himself. He is used to someone being around the house with him almost every day. So all this being gone so much has upset his routine. Most of his issues have been very minor, i.e. getting some tissues he finds somewhere and eating them, but leaves evidence. But Saturday was different. I guess he just had had to much of Mom not being around and went looking for her, or something that smelled like her.
I had made this journal cover for Kim a while back as a surprise.
She used it regularly. Now? Well Buster found it, not that it was hidden from him, it was always where he could have gotten to it. He went into her craft/business room, where he NEVER goes and is NEVER allowed. Now this is all that is left of that cover
He has gotten into my leather scrap box a couple times and it has always made him sick and he throws it all up. Not this, it stayed down. At least I didn't have that to clean up.
Stupid dog.
Happy Trails.
1 comment:
That's not surprising... Take them out of their comfort zones and they do start hunting familiar 'scents'...
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