End of the World. Beginning of a new one. The Life of Amberwolf.

I've decided that evne if I get a chance to talk to the apartment complex management, I'm not gonna stay there a day longer than I have to. I don't like it there and am not comfortable there anymore, and Tiny doesn't like it either--she's gotten to the point where she will barely hold her pee in long enough to make it past the sidewalks of the building section we're in, to the parking lot, instead of waiting till we get to the very last small dirt section in the far northeast corner. She does wait (usually) to get there for poo, but I have had to walk fast enough to make myself stumble and almost fall cuz I can' tkeep up with the cane, in order to get her to "hurry" along fast enough to not stop and poo along the way instead. :(

As soon as she is done with that part, she just turns around and practically drags me back to the apartment--she doesn't want to be out there at all, and I don't know exactly why. She's certainly playful enough once we get back to the aprtment itself, and will run around in circles around th ebike in teh front room, or skid back to the bedroom and flop on the bed, pawing at it before grabbing a toy and running back into the front room, but she won't do any of that outside.

So that makes *me* like it here even less, since we can't go for the long calming walks anymore, (which while they hurt my knees/etc do help keep my mind off lots of things, since I'm concentrating on Tiny and what she's doing or where she's going, instead) for an hour or two at a time, like we used to.


So tomorrow Bill and I will be moving some of the unneeded stuff to his place, and if possible setting up an area for Tiny to stay in outside--that might have to wait depending on the weather. But at least some of the stuff will already be there, and we'll move the rest the weekend after, probably. Then all i will ahve to do is move myself and Tiny, via the bike and trailer. (we can probably tie the trailer down, sans wheels, in the back of the truck, and move Tiny that way...the bike can probably be moved that way, too, if it has to be, but neither Bill nor I am in any shape to lift the thing up into the truck in the first place...I barely managed it with Mark's help into Mark's truck when we fixed the frame earlier this month (last month? I forget).


Anyway, I'm so close to getting back into the house, yet so far. The last several days, including last week, they have been working on the house every day that I've been working, wehn I pass by midday-ish, except today. So I'm hopeful...but I havent' stopped by to see what it looks like inside yet. Was going to today since they weren't there, but at the last minute I felt all sad so I decided it would be a bad idea to stop--I'd probably mess myself up for the day and don't need that, since I can't go back to get Tiny hugs until late tonight after work. OUtside doesnt' appear to have changed any.


I just...wish it was all done and overwith, so I could try to re-start my life that's been basically on hold (at best) since the fire.
 
Yesterday Bill helped me move about 1/3 of the stuff at the apartment over to his place--all the stuff I already had packed up and ready to go. I've got another 1/8 of what's left packed up last night and today, but didn't have too much time to do it because I was working on my present for the "secret santa" at work, for which I was making this:
(pic to come later, uploads time out, probably low wifi bandwidth?)
It's a kind of "bib"/carrier for a medium dog, with "Human Trainer" added to the collar of it, made for our Dog Trainer at work to complement her work shirk that has the same collar and with "Dog Trainer" on the back of the shirt. :) It's probably only funny to me, but hopefully she likes it (and hopefully it fits one or more of the dogs she brings in as a training assistant/demonstration dog).

And another hour or so spent on washing clothes--woudl've been half an hour but one of the washers apparently didnt' actually *do* anything except fill and drain, never agitated and never spun, leaving the clothes wet but not clean. So I had to rewash them in the other working washer (of four), doubling the time and adding another $1.35 to the cost, including the detergent. (I guess it actually took 75-80 minutes total really, since I had to walk to the farthest laundry room four times instead of just twice, in the southwest building, cuz the one in my building area doesnt' have any washers left that take any coins, and the ones in the other (northeast) building slightly closer to me were all in-use with a line for them when I started out). Another reason I'm glad I'm out of here very soon, cuz MacGray doesn't actually fix anything reported to them, AFAICT, and the complex says it's not their problem but rather MacGray's, if it has anything to do with the laundry rooms.


Now I'm out for wifi and groceries and getting the last utilities money order, after having enjoyed a couple of unfortunately pretty short (<15 minute) walks with Tiny on this fine cool sunny day. Would be a great day to be playing with her in my yard at the house...if we were living there yet.


As a side note, Tiny has an off and on problem with oopsies when she's napping. Sometimes, like yesterday and night before, she will wet the bed quite thoroughly, not a little leaking, and her whole rear end will be soaked, too. Sometimes, like last night and today, it doesn't happen even though she's drinking just as much water, and going out for walkies just as often or even less. I'm not sure why she *doesn't* do it sometimes, but I do know that the reason she does it so much when she does do it is cuz she doesn't get up to go pee on her tray unless I am not home at all. If I am there, she would rather stay with me either on the bed or close to it, or wherever I am, and doesn't get up to go when she needs to.

When I'm not there, she uses the tray without a problme and doesn't have accidents on the bed at all (anymore--she did when I first got her). I have tried getting up with her to go to the tray and standing there with her on it but she won't use it then, either--even on a leash. (if I put the leash on, she's all excited and wants to go for a walk *outside* only, and doesnt' want to even move away from the front door, though she will follow me if the leash gets taut she obviously doesn't want to, and won't do anything while on the tray but paw at it and bow at me, indicating she wants to play/go out).

Sometimes, when I am there, especially when I'm eating my dinner after she's had hers, then she'll come lay on the bed and try to beg (usually unsuccessfully, but I am finding it hard to not give in sometimes, which only makes it worse, of course...I have never given in before, with other dogs, but for her, I guess I really feel like I want to make sure she knows how I feel, and reward her just for existing, because I guess I feel guilty for not having always done that with the ones I lost in the fire....). Anyway, when she's begging, sometimes she has an accident, then, if it's been a couple of hours since we went for walkies, came back, and got her dinner. Sometimes it's a little oopsie, and sometimes it's huge--sometimes seems like a gallon :lol: Her bladder is definitely large, as she can output what must be at least a quart at a time, and sometimes more than that.

I don't know offhand what the volume of the kennel tray she has for a main potty is, but the little catch tray for the "pet loo" I've partially managed to teach her to use is more than a quart, and it has overflowed from just one use, when I once managed to get her to use it by *not* going on a walkies outside at all for the night, and just walking her around the apartment until she decided she really really really had to go, and I rushed her up on top of the pet loo "grass pad", where she immediately squatted and went for what felt like minutes but was probalby 15-20 seconds, with a heck of a stream. :lol:

I tried that method repeatedly for a couple of weeks and she'll *only* do it while I'm there if she's on the leash and I make her go up there...otherwise she just holds it in until she literally can't anymore (tha'ts actually what she does even on the leash, inside).

So...she's holding it in too long, and so when she's asleep I guess she often can't hold it anymore, or maybe she dreams she's outside and pees. :lol: Anyway, it's not a huge deal, but it's a little frustrating that I don't know how to help her want to get up and go when she feels the need.


I don't think it's going to be a problem once she has free access to outside whenever she wants, via doggie door or whatever, but until we're out of the apartment I guess it will still be a problem. Another week, I guess.

I suppose the good thing is I won't need my mattress while at Bill's, so we can leave it leaning up in the sun in his backyard as long as it doesnt' look like rain, so I can soap-and-wash it and let it dry out, before I have to use it at my house.
 
Oh, holidaze, let me count the ways in which I hate thee.:(


On my way home from posting last time, I stopped at Fry's for some groceries I still need this last week or so here at the apartment. As usual, I locked up CrazyBike2 at the end (outside the rack) of the bike rack, out of the way of the other bikes, etc., but with teh cable passed thru the largest diameter pipe of the rack. There were a couple other bikes on the rack, one of which was just laying on the ground close to the end of the rack rather than with it's wheel in the rack, but with it's wheel locked to the rack. Odd to me, but not unusual for others, to just dump a bike in front of the rack blocking spaces that could be used by other bikes. The other was locked into the rack at it's far end. I haven't ever counted the spaces, but I guess you could put 6 or 8 bikes in the rack, if none of them have baskets adn you don't mine handlebars interlocking between them. Maybe 3 or 4 if want to leave enough space so they don't touch each other, or if thehy have baskets.


Anyway, when I came out, there were two women fighting hard to get their bikes out of the rack, griping and complaining about my bike "being in the way" when it wasn't anywhere near theirs, and the only thing actually blocking them from getting their bikes out was the unused shopping cart right behind them, which they could have easily moved somewhere and been able to roll their bikes straight back out of the rack isntead of having to wiggle them around to get them out. Neither of the bikes was there when I locked mine up, so any problem they had getting them out was entirely of their own creation. Still, I offered to them that if they'd wait just a moment, I would unlock my bike and move it "out of their way", and they basically ignored that and kept doing things the hardest way possible, instead of waiting (which wouldn't have helped much, since CB2 wasn't actually in their way) or moving the shopping cart (which was really the only thing that would have helped).


So they eventually worked their bieks out and rode off grumpily, when (as with most people I see) the problems they had were of their own making. :roll:


Further on my way home from there, just north of Indian School at 23rd Ave, I was in the bike lane southbound when someone was playing at stumbling around in the street/lane/sidewalk, with a couple of others. Probably early 20s, I'd guess, or very late teens. At first I thought me might be drunk but after the car in front of me passed him as he almsot fell in front of it, causing them to swerve almost into oncoming traffic, he straightened right up and laughed with his buddies on the sidewalk. Then he saw me coming in the bike lane and started doing it again. I didn't swerve or slow down, but continued at the ~18MPH I was at at the time, just stared straight at him as he stumbled around, and he straightened up back onto the sidewalk then at the very very last second leaned over right in my face and yelled. I didn't react to it, expecting something stupid like that, and he almost got his face whacked by my helmet before he pulled back. I didn't try to look back and see what he thought, and just continued on, since I didn't hit him and if he hurt himself in the process of his stupidity, it's his own problem. Assholes like that apparently abound in the world, and they get other people hurt or killed. If I'd been dumb enough to swerve away from him, I'd've ended up under the wheels of the cars passing me on the left. As would any other bicyclist, and some probably have, as he's probably done that to others before.




Mostly uneventful except for the usual stupidity of thieves at my workplace stealing stuff from our store or others, and returning it to us trying to get cash back (which we can't do--we give merchandise cards instead, good for basically store credit, online or in-store, but not redeemable any other way--not even thru the coinstar machines or whatever they are that can give you liek 80% of a gift card's value as cash; these cant' be read by them or anything else, just at our stores). We get a few a day, usually. Some of them are already on a blacklist, so we won't do a return for them, as they have already been caught at theft (but police can't help cuz they wont' stay long enough fro the police to get there). Some of them leave with their ill-gotten goods when they can't get cash back, and then later send someone else back in with the exact same set of items, to try again. Usually it's some random person they found at a bus stop or whatever, who has been promised some portion of the cash if they'll do it for them.

And except for the stupidity of people driving around doing last minute holiday shopping. So many wrecks, several each day just in the area I work at, and more just on the way home or within easy sight of it, just because people are too impatient to wait that few seconds or less, or to slow down just that teeny bit. Just on my ride to work today, there were at least five wrecks in various stages of cleanup or emergency crews trying to pry people out of the vehicles and get them into ambulances. One with little plastic covers over bits of something in the road, probably parts of a person, I'd guess. Lots of police cars for that one, whole street blocked off. I lost count of how many crash scenes with flashing lights around them I saw on teh way home from work, several hours later, or how many times I heard sirens pass by the shopping complex while working. :(


For myself, almost nothing bad has happened, beyond the seat frame problem noted last time. But on the way to work today, I had my first actual flat tire in what seems like ages. It was on teh rear, and was a sidewall puncutre of something. There was nothing actually left in the tire or tube, but it must have been really tiny, maybe a syringe needle or similar, cuz I couldn't find a hole in the tire sidewall, just a little scratch that if I stretch it just right shows what might be a puncture. The tube hole was easy to find, when I tried re-airing it up after stopping, calling work to tell them I'd be late, then pulling the rear wheel off to figure out the problem and patch it. Patching was easy with the kit I carry, then I was back on teh road about 45 minutes after the flat (meaning I was half hour late to work instead of 15 minutes early).


I guess I myself was nearly hit by impatient idiots not paying any attention at all (and/or not caring) a few dozen times between my trip to and from work today, but since i watch out for everyone else, since I assume they aren't watching for me despite all my lights, bright orange raincoat, yellow firefighter pants, huge amounts of reflective areas all over the bike, etc., I avoided any collisions easy enough. Closest one was just as I was about to reach home, where there's two lanes of Thomas itself eastbound (where I was), a center dual-left-turn lane, and two lanes west bound (whcih I have to cross left turn from that dual-direction lane to get into the complex).

I was going just under 20MPH, signalling a left turn, having already crossed the empty eastbound lanes and just entering the dual-direction-turn lane, with various overly impatient cars coming up behind me in the two lanes I'd *already* exited, at much more than the speed limit there, when one of the cars (one of those box things liek Psion or Scion or whatever) with is RIGHT signal going tried to go LEFT around me as I was already mostly into that other lane, and at the last second he swerved back rightward into his proper lane (probably because there was an oncoming car in the westbound lane he was about to enter to go around me for no reason). I had to brake quickly at that point because I had been continuing at cruising speed instead of slowing, because he would have hit me for sure if I had braked as I normally do at that point. I slowed quickly and waited for the oncoming westbound car to pass, then turned into the complex, where I've safely been since, including a couple of walkies with Tiny.



As a side note, I put a thermometer on the bike to see what temperatures are like during a ride. At night, between 940-1045/11pm when I am on my way home, it's getting down to about 45-50F not coutning windchill, wich probably takes at least another 10-15 degrees F off that. Daytime it's around 60F-65F, midday on the way to work. Same thermometer left sticking out a gap in the window reaches belwo 40F, but not quite down to freezing, just before dawn.


Passing by the house each day I see no one working there the last severla days, maybe almost a week now? Still havent' managed to stop in during daytime to peek around the inside yet. Outside is still the same--not quite finished. No new info from the landlord on time, so still assuming mid-January to move back in.



Tiny is doing fine so far, though she still leaks in her sleep or at other random times. The meds for helping that haven't arrived yet, probalby not till after Christmas or maybe New Year's, as they are custom-mixed just for her, apparently, then have to be delivered to the rescue group, who then brings them to us. We'll be at Bill's by then, I'm sure.


In the gift exchange at work, the present was to both me and Tiny--she got a box of milk-bone-like treats that she likes a lot, and I got a box of chocolate-covered cherries (which aren't my favorite but theyre' still sweets, which I don't buy for myself very often, and so are appreciated anyway), and a little gift card for the dollar store near work, which is useful for all sorts of little household items I get a lot (liek soap, detergent, etc). I didn't see her open it, but according to someone else the dog trainer liked my "human trainer" harness thing a lot--we'll see exactly how mcuh she likes it if she actually uses it for a dog at work. ;)




Tomorrow is a welcome day off, and I dont' know if I wil lgo anywhere or not, other than to lunch with Bill. Often the roads are deserted on Christmas Day, so a long ride might be fun, exploring the area. However, I won't *be* in this area long enough for that to matter, now, and am unlikely to be back down this way for anything anytime in the forseeable future. And I coudl really use the rest of just doing nothing, but problaby will not do much resting but isntead use teh time to finish packing up for the move. Not a lot left *to* pack, but making sure I have it all done in advance would be good. Then a final cleanup of the whole apartment to be sure it's ready when I leave in the next few days, probably this weekend.


I've been typing this all up at the apartmetn with Tiny at my feet asleep; now it's time to go out into the cold and post it.
 
Last day at the apartment. Am at Mcd's waiting for Bill, so we can fuel ourselves up for the day of moving stuff.

Once I'm done moving it all to Bill's, then I come back to the apartment to finish the last of the cleaning that can't be done wiht the boxes and stuff in the way, like mopping the floor and stuff. Gotta leave it spic'n'span. :)

Then go to the complex office and turn in keys and whatnot, pay final utilities, etc.

Then haul Tiny up to Bill's in the trailer, most likely with a stop at the house on the way, to let her stretch her legs and run around hte yard.
 
Just spent my Saturday reading practically this whole thread. I'm new here and was devasted to see those beautiful dogs not here no more tragically and you losing everything. I'm glad to see things are picking up. Your a good dude and I wish you the best. Wish I could help more but I just can't spare it yet.
 
I thank you for the thoughts, regardless.

I still miss Hachi, Nana, Loki, and Fred very much, and I think I will for quite a long time; this is a lot different from any other dog I've ever lost, because I had no time to prepare myself for it, had absolutely no expectation of it, not to mention all the rest of the turmoil of my situation since then, with much of my life feeling like it's just "on hold" till I can get back into the house and start rebuilding my home inside it. Having Tiny has helped tremendously, and I am pretty sure I wouldn't still be around if it weren't for her and all the support from ES and other friends, especially Bill--I feel I owe him a debt I won't ever be able to repay properly.


Part of the good news is that repairs are nearly done, but not quite, and after they are I still have to make a new home there, with what's left after first the fire and then the looters and then the stuff the workers have taken that they shouldn't have.



Other good news is that I am now back at Bill's, as of today, out of the apartment (lease is up in 3 days). House should :roll: be ready by mid-january, in theory. But it was supposed to be ready *this* month, before that, so.... :(

Anyway, we've moved everything except the mattress, boxfan, noise clock, (both of which are to keep tiny from barking at noises), folding "screen" (carved wood), couple bags of dog food, and some bags of blankets/pillows, cleaning supplies, and the vacuum. Taking a break first, then we'll go get that stuff. After we load most of it, I have to use the cleaning supplies to do the final cleanup on the place before leaving. Not sure if I will have to haul those back with the bike or if Bill will be able to stay there until I'm done with the cleanup (I don't know how long it will take, but probably a while).


And of course, last will be Tiny, the trailer, and the bike--those three will be moved together as the last thing, riding here from there, about 14 miles or so. Probably make a pitstop at my house a little more than halfway here to give tiny a break. If we're up for it we might also stop by my work a couple miles further on, just so she can say hi.


Once Tiny is here I will have to see how she does with the yard and stuff, and if she doesn't do ok over tonight and tomorrow in the whole yard, I'll have to get one of those dog-run kennel kits from work and set it up to keep her in whenever I can't be out there with her.
 
FINALLY done with everything but turning in the keys, which I have to do tomorrow, cuz I took too long cleaning and getting Tiny a final walkies before heading out...so it was like almost 730pm before we left, and the office closes at 5pm on Sat/Sun. Kept to around 15MPH for most of the trip, cuz of the trailer and load/weight, mostly. Takes around 650W to do that, with the 12FET / 9C 2806 26" front, making around 43Wh/mile efficiency by the time I got to Bill's. (compared to about 28-30Wh/mile for my normal bike-only commutes, for the 20-mile round trip from the apartment to work back to the apartment).

Tiny liked investigating the yard at my house on the way to Bill's, we stopped for about 30 or 40 minutes while I kinda rested and she sniffed evertyhing and peed on some of it. :lol:

When we got to Bill's, probably around 930pm, Tiny sniffed around his yard while I let Bill know I was there, and pondered ways to set up a "dog run" for her in the little space between shed/house. Eventually, after around an hour, I got it done by using her kennel trailer minus wheels placed to block the small gap at the back of the area, and give her a place to lay down in with blankets/etc in it if she wanted something other than hard cold floor/concrete (sometimes she does, sometimes not). Also if necessary I can lock her into that kennel itself, should a situation arise requiring it.

I blocked off the front on hte left with a little "dorm fridge" so that it's door is a gate to get in and out of the area, with a stack of bricks/pavers on top of it to make it a little taller and also harder for her to push out of the way, should she be inclined to. On the right it's blocked iwth a metal chair with bricks under and on top of it. Then behind the chair back and hte fridge door is a folded-up wire dog crate big enough for her to stay in (if it wasn't broken--it's the one pictured in the Flatbed Kennel Trailer Mk2 thread). A bungee cord holds that up against the chair and fridge, out of reach of where she could bite the cord.

On top of the bricks on the fridge is the crickets/frogs sounds clock from Bigmoose, which I have used at the apartment for her as a noise-distraction from the first day she was there, to keep her from wanting to bark at every little sound outside the apartment. Works very well. Dunno how well it will work here, in the relatively open area she's in right now, but it seems to help calm her down and get her to stop sitting at the gate waiting for me to come back over to her, whiel I was unpacking some other stuff within sight of her new little area. She decided once the sounds started that I am "leaving", and it's time for her to settle down, since that's how things worked at the apartment, too.

Only difference is I don't have a box fan running out there (yet). There's one of those HEPA filter fans that are pretty loud, that I'll put out there (it's filter is already old and dirty) for noise, once i can find my extension cord and power strip, and that will help her even more to be able to ignore neighborhood noises and stay settled down in her run for the night, and for the day when I can't be there with her.


Bike is parked and charging, side gate is blocked off so if she *does* get out of her run into the yard she won't be as likely to accidentally end up out on the street somehow. Just in case she does get antsy, then when I wake up each time tonight, like I always do from nightmares/etc., I'll go downstairs and out back to see if she's still chilled out and sleeping. I'll also leave my loft window open (since I'm not running the heat in that part of Bill's house; it's separate from the main part of the house, thankfully) so I can hear her barking or whatever if she does something.

I wish I still had one of those "internet cameras", the "webcam" things that hook indirectly to a wifi router to let you access their images remotely. Then I'd set that up to monitor her dog run area, and I could check on her just by logging into it, even from work (if I go down to the Staples in our stripmall on a break), and at least feel comfortable knowing she is ok. I know I am going to be worried and paranoid about how she behaves and whatnot for a while, worried mostly about her somehow getting out of the yard and getting run over or lost (neither of which is likely but I am not sure how I would take it if it did happen). I may go see how much they are at Fry's Electronics, and if they're cheap maybe I'll buy one.


And now I am gonna drag myself upstairs to the loft and crash, cuz I am friggin' EXHAUSTED!
 
Took longer by an hour or so, cuz i was too tired and didn't want to get out fo the chair to go up the stairs, so I sat at the laptop reading posts on Endless Sphere and emails, catching up, until I dozed off, a few times. Kept waking up to dogs barking at cats fighting or mating, going out and checking on Tiny, only to find her asleep every time, ignoring the whole thing. :lol:

Went upstairs finally around 1am, and dragged my blankets and pillows up there with me, basically threw them all on the bed and made a "nest" and fell asleep before I was even ready to.

Woke up again not much later, maybe 2am, and opened the window by the bed, so I could hear if Tiny started barking. All the other dog/cat stuff had stopped. Then I turned on the box fan I'd brougth up earlier, to make enough white noise to drown out the little noises that keep me from sleeping very well...and I was out again almost fast enough that I don't remember getting back under the blankets.

Woke again a couple hours later to some wierd but no less traumatic nightmare about firemen riding huge robotic firehoses spewing burning napalm into Bill's house and yard trying to burn Tiny and Hachi and Nana and Loki and Fred and Bonnie who were all mysteriously there with me, and went downstairs and outside (after putting my jacket on cuz it's chilly out there, down to the low 40s F by then, I think) to go check on Tiny...who was still asleep sawing logs with the best of them. :lol:

But I really needed a bit of company right then so I opened the "gate" to her run and went in there, kinda kneeled down and used her as a pillow for a little bit--she sort of woke at first then just sighed and dozed off again, snoring, and we stayed like that for a little bit. When i finally got up to go back in, she just opened her eyes, then wiggled her nose down into the blankets and dozed off again. At that time, she's probably still deep in the tireds from the siezure meds, cuz they still knock her out pretty hard, plus she had as stressful a day as I did.

I woke as usual a whole bunch of other times, but was tired enough to just go back to sleep, not hearing any noises from the window.

Now, another 3 hours later or so, just after 7am when it starts getting light outside, I woke for the last time of the night, and went down to chck on her again, and she's still asleep, changed position and not sawing logs, but didn't wake up to me walking up to the run. So I went back inside, and am sitting half under the blankets typing this up, waiting for Bill or Tiny to wake up so I will have some company.


As soon as I can find my cable to get the pics from the phone into the computer, I'll have pics of Tiny in her run.
 
Pics, first Tiny in her new little area "run" at Bill's.
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And one outside the run, just sitting in the midday warmth, with a toy sitting on her head (I'd set it htere since she wasn't playing with it, to see if she would, and she just ignored it for quite a while, until it fell off when she got up later on).
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Then a pic of her napping by the back door, taken from just inside the door before I opened it to go out to hang out with her some more. (presently am posting all this stuff for the last hour+ from the back porch, to stay with her as much as I can even when she's just napping on the porch or yard, since I can't bring her inside).

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As a side note, she keeps growling and barking at Bill when she sees him inside thru that back door. I'm hoping to get her used to seeing him around and stop doing that, but I think it's gonna take a while. She's taking to the whole being-here thing pretty well, and likes being able to stay out and about in the yard for hours at a time. Also likes walkies in the neighborhood, but is still a bit on the wild side pulling as she investigates all the new smells and sights here, unlike her pretty tame walkies at hte apartment complex after she was used to everythign there. I'm probably gonna have to dig out her anti-pulling harness and redo some training on that part, cuz she's even having a bit of lack of response to "slow" and "stop", which she had down perfect before. :(

She does love running around the yard, but only in bursts up to maybe 10-15 seconds at a time, and then anywhere up to a couple of hours before she does it again. Hvaen't got a video yet.


Then some pics from a day or two after Christmas, after we clearanced out the holiday toys and rawhides, so I bought her a giant rawhide "candy cane", which she likes but doesnt' appear to know what to do with besides drag it around. (she chews on other rawhides sometimes, so she does knwo what it is for).
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Amberwolf, it's good to see Tiny doing well, Bill being so generous, and the transition out of the apartment finished. It feels refreshing to actually find a place here where someone does well describing a real life in an interesting way rather than people describing, in usually abusive tones, more imaginary lives held in place by coping mechanisms of the mind, unfortunately. I get a feeling of learning something real here, of getting information helpful in a real daily life. I'm glad that the date when you should move back into the house is getting near. You've been doing things well!
 
Wish Bill a most happy and blessed New Year from all of us on ES Amber! He is a saint for all he is done. It is a great blessing for you to have a friend like him!

PS: And here is hoping you will be back in your own home very soon! :D
 
@Bigmoose: Yes, he is. And I am also hoping the house is done very soon...but at least a couple of weeks is probably the best I can hope for, and I'm not expecting it to get done by then, given previous delays.




Tiny's not very happy right now--the fireworks in the church lot right behind us are scaring her pretty badly (she's shaking and desperately wants to dig her way thru the back door to go inside), even with me sitting right here with her. She doesn't really like to be held more than a moment, prefers to lay down *near* me than next to me most of the time. I set up a loud fan for white noise, plus her crickets/frogs sound-clock, and it blocks most of the little firecrackers from spooking her--but the big boomy ones scare the piss out of her, pretty literally. :(

Already gave her some of the calming tablets I'd gotten for her months ago, and they didn't do a whole lot, since she doesnt' have a chance to calm down before the next round of pops starts. If she could chill out first, then they'd make her drowsy enough to maybe even take a nap, and that might enable her to ignore a lot of the rest of it. An hour and a half later, a few minutes ago, I gave her early dinner (and more than usual) along with early siezure meds, cuz they make her really really sleepy, and I'm hoping that will take effect soon and let her relax enough to let the anxiety go away, which will make her a lot happier. Took a fair bit of convincing just to get her to eat at all.

Next chance I get I'm just gonna go upstairs and drag my pillows and blankets out here, and get hers out of her kennel trailer, and we'll see if she'll just curl up with me here in the warmer corner of the porch by that back door.



Not much else to do about it, since the sounds are everywhere in the city: nowhere we can go to escape them. If I was in my house already I'd've set up a room for us that would help block the sounds out and have these other noises to drown out most of the rest, and she'd be chilled out there in the room, for the most part, I think. But as it is, outside on the back porch, there's not a lot to be done about it besides what I already have, and what I've planned above..
 
The New Year celebration is almost over. You'll have a reprieve until the 4th of July. They may not understand the moment, but the love and devotion that flows from you and through them is heartfelt and long-lasting. I am happy for you. :)

For the first time - this week, I have begun to want a kitty again: It’s been 10 years since my last one went over the rainbow; a long time to make peace with myself over having to put my best friend down after a very long life (and final illness). The thought has motivated me to consider a change in venue as well as heart… and pine for loving animal companionship again.

Happy New Year AW
Cheers to you and yours, KF
 
My dogs never heard a thing last night, Looks like the safe and sane fireworks law, and the crackdown on shooting guns at midnight is taking effect finally.

Got my dog walk ruined yesterday, by the shooters out in the desert near my bike trails. The shooters can't figure it out that all that open land is now inside city limits. The dogs just run back to the car, and crawl under it all shaking when they hear somebody empty a clip in the AK or Glock. Call the cops, and the cops just get lost out there in the jeep roads. :roll: One by one, I have been stopping by when out on bike rides, and letting them know it's a $500 fine to shoot there now. Hard to stop them all, it's been a shooting spot since about 1900. I used to shoot there quite a bit myself in the 70's.

Mostly now, I just run the dogs on another trail I built last summer, close to my house and far enough to usually not hear the shooting going on 2 miles further out.
 
@Kingfish: We survived the rest of the fireworks, more or less, but they went on and off all night, till about dawn, and are still very occasionally going off here and there. Usually strings of firecrackers, but still a whistle-bang of a rocket, even after 11am. Will probably go on for days like that. I didn't get any more sleep last night than I have since we came here Saturday, maybe evne less. I feel like keeling over and am only really awake cuz of the 3 44oz Dr. Peppers I have had, two while at breakfast with Bill and a refill taken wiht me that I'm working on still, about half down. Caffiene not gonna last long, and I will be pretty useless at work, just like yesterday, most likely. Maybe will get more sleep tonight, I hope. I don't do change well, especially in my "den" where I need to feel very comfortable and settled to be able to sleep. :(

The worst was a few minutes before midnight, to a few minutes afterward, which with the church lot behind us sounded like a drive-in theater version of a war movie, and which terrified poor Tiny. I jus theld her tightly, and she tried to bury herself in my armpit, shaking like a leaf. I think if it werent' for her new anti-leaking meds, she'd've peed on us both even though we'd just walkied the yard a short time before.

Right now, while i sit out here in the sun to be warmer but as "with her" as I can manage, she's all chilled out on the blankets/pillows I brought down for our bed on the porch, which I've just left there since I'm sure I'll need them again tonight, at the least. Hopefully she'll be ok back in her run, too (she was while Bill and I were at breakfast for an hour or so), while I'm at work (probably won't be back here till 10pm, and I'm sure there will be fireworks before that, freaking her out...but I can't do anything about that, really).


I can't imagine being without pets (especially dogs) around. Certainly not for a decade! I imagine that you will probably like having one around again yourself. :)



@Dogman: They USED to not allow fireworks here, but they changed it a few years ago to allow sale of pretty much all types below a certain size, and all the stands I've seen always sell out, at least of the bang-y stuff. So the problem is much worse these days than it used to be when people had to smuggle them in from other places. I think the idea was that it would reduce the gun-firing, but I don't think it has--I stil hear the same amount of gunfire (whole clips, usually) in "celebration", that I used to--possibly even more. :( And now of course it is harder for the police to *find* those, as they're blended in with all the other exploding stuff. If they had microphones all over it'd be easier, as I'm sure the software can tell which is which. But they don't have them except in certain areas, from what I've seen.


As for the shooters int eh desert...that can be very dangerous, cuz lots of people that do that don't use any common sense, and just fire out into the air or over long flat distances, with nothing as a backstop to prevent bullets from continuing on into things besides their targets--like other people that happen to be out there in the same direction. :( A couple decades ago or so, a group I was with out in the mountains around here had some target shooters with us, and they decided to just fire up to the top of a hill...which had a campgrounds guardhouse or forestry watchtower or something on the other side of it. Thankfully no one was hit, but you can guess the results of that. :(

That incident, among several other similar stupidities (like leaving loaded non-safed handguns just laying around in public places with small children around) by those same people that refused to learn from their mistakes or use any common sense at all, ended up with an amendment to the club constitution forbidding any kind of firearms or other weapons from being brought to any club event. Very few poeple voted against it, even those that beleived strongly in the right to bear arms wherever they went and themselves would normally carry, chose to vote it in because that was the only way that they thought was going to work to keep these idiots from doing what they did all the time, and eventually get someone hurt or killed.


I wish there could be something that would get teh stupid people to stop being stupid, and learn something, but it seems that for many of htem they feel it's thier right to be stupid and do things that WILL harm others because of their carelessness, if not now then later.



(below partly copied from another reply to another thread)
Thankfully last night it didn't get as cold as it could have, and no wind. It was only down to 36F, not even freezing. Where I slept (or tried to) on the back porch at Bill's, keeping Tiny company so she wasn't *quite* as freaked out about hte fireworks all night (worst at midnight but went on for hours before and after, is still going on occasionally, at almost 11am the next day), it only got down to 44F, up against the wall of the house next to the back door, between the wall and the pile of boxed up stuff I have here from the apartment, awaiting my house to finally be ready to move back into....

Thankfully, no wind, so no windchill.

Most likely I'll have to do it again tonight, cuz there will certainly be people doing fireworks tonight, possibly the next several, until they finally run out, and Tiny will be so freaked out by it she'll end up trying to dig her way thru the back door, and might break the glass too. :( And since I beefed up her dog run enclosure she'd be in, after she figured out how ot open it, she'd probably hurt herself first getting out of that. So I hope it doesn't get windy tonight--if it is just cold, then several layers of blankets and clothes plus having her right there will be plenty warm enough. If it gets windy...all bets are off.

Gotta go get ready for work soon. Is a nice day out. Wish I could spend it hobbling around with Tiny...she loves exploring hte neighborhood, but was still too freaked out to go for a walk outside the yard this morning, and seemed too wiped out to do it when I got back from breakfast with Bill. (is still sleeping even now).
 
I know what you mean about the dumbass shooters. While I explain to them that it's now illegal to shoot there anymore, I usually also have to include a comment about how their target is set up with houses half a mile behind it. One guy was insisting that all his bullets were stopped by the hill. I asked him if that was just bees I heard whizzing over my head just then. Shooting into rocks, the bullets were going all over, including right to a playground full of kids. Call the cops, tell them exactly where the shooter is, and you just see them lost out there a mile from the spot later.

Naturally, I'm having this conversation using all my diplomatic skills, since I don't pack guns anymore. I always tell them I shot in the same spot for 20 years too. But now it's the city.

But it seems to be slowly working. Most of them are quite amazed to learn the place is no longer a legal place to shoot, and I don't see them come back. It used to be a great spot, that is, if you just have enough sense to shoot away from the houses nearby. In the right direction, the next structure is 15 miles. Wrong direction, half a mile. Too close for anything but shotguns to point that way.

But you still get yahoo's with no sense, and can't be there all day. Invariably, you see the pile of AK shells next to the pile of budwiser empties. And the cops refuse to go out there and learn the quite simple road system. Call them, and they just get lost, or stuck. They don't want to damage the cruiser, and don't have a 4x4 that could respond.
 
dogman said:
...And the cops refuse to go out there and learn the quite simple road system. Call them, and they just get lost, or stuck. They don't want to damage the cruiser, and don't have a 4x4 that could respond.

Hmm sounds like you could do with a camera with very good zoom... Find a nice distant hidden spot and shoot them up real good with that camera... shoot some videos too. and then share the raw footage with locals, police, neighbors, etc using a throw-away youtube account. Leave a note at the shooting site letting them know that they can watch videos of them selves online etc. include the link to the youtube channel...
should do the trick ;)
Plus this way you stay well out of harms way!
 
tip for you regarding the rawhide chews AW, soak them in water over night before giving to Tiny, they go all pliable.... you might then find she will chew them instead of just carrying them around...

hope your back at the house sooner rather than later buddy..

KiM
 
Me, too. :)

Rawhides I've soaked in water like that before for dogs that couldn't (or wouldn't) chew on them otherwise, but still needed *somethign* to chew on besides my stuff, but also that wouldn't just eat them all gone right then. Unfortunately Tiny seems to be the type that just eats something if it's softer lke that, and just chews on the harder raw rawhide whenever she gets munchies, rather than chewing on other things, which is basically why I gave them to her. So if she chooses not to chew on the big rawhide till later on that's ok, and if she doesn't ever chew on it at all and looks like she might be chewing on stuff she ought not to, then I'll soak an end of it so she gets the idea it's good stuff, and leave the rest harder so she won't just eat the whole thing up like she would otherwise.

I definitely appreciate the advice, though--if I hadn't already done that before, it'd be good to know to do it! :)



Regarding the house: Today Bill and I stopped by the house after breakfast, since it was more or less on the way back. They have the outside masked off for painting, and today would be a great day to do the painting, already 65F in the shade on the porch here, and not even noon yet, and nice and dry, around 30% humidity, very sunny. Dunno when they are actually going to do it, though, as no one was there when we stopped by.

I have pics but have misplaced the stupid cable for the phone so once I figure out where I left it I'll upload them. :oops:


They *have* painted the inside, though--it was primered/sealed last time I came by, and now it's painted; masking is still up inside.

Boxes of cabinetry and trim (medium-wood-colored/skinned) are filling the kitchen, presumably to be installed now that the painting is done.

Lights that used to be on the carport roof are gone, bulbs sitting next to the fence, fixtures gone. Hopefully they'll be putting new ones up; I kinda need something out there to see by at night, and for security sometimes. Used to be able to turn them on from inside or outside, which was really helpful, dunno if that will be possible now (even if they put new ones in).

Outlet that was on the carport wall is also gone, and that I needed for mowing, repairs, etc. Hope they put a new one in when the outside painting is done.


Trench for water main is still open, so presumably that's not yet installed either.


I forgot to look and see if the AC unit on the roof is moved to it's final spot and installed yet.

There's a whole new breaker/meter box on the outside wall where the old one used to be; it's much bigger (more than 2.5x), so hopefully there are a lot more separate breakers for various parts of the house. There are more outlets, assuming that the rectangular outlet-shaped holes in the cieling of most rooms are also going to be for outlets (probably switched for lighting?).

There are also larger round holes that aren't ductwork, presumably for lighting, in most rooms, and hte hallway, probably for recessed lighting? No fixtures yet so dunno.


I'm not sure but I don't think anything more is missing this time around from my stuff in the yard/sheds; I didn't look that closely. The big hold the looters broke thru the back fence shared with the west neighbor has been patched (again), this time with some of the thick lexan sheets I'd left leaning against the fence back there--looks like the repair crew screwed it to what's left of the fence rails with long drywall screws. The thick plywood I'd put up there the same way was destroyed by the looters previously, so this probably will be, too, soon enough.


I'm thinking that a two or three foot thick stone wall about 50 feet high might work, with automated gun emplacements at the corners. Whatcha think? ;)


Seriously, I think I'd like a block wall, built so it leans outward, with long pointy iron spikes on the top, and maybe concertina wire. I'm pretty freakin' tired of looters. And I am sure they aren't going to stop coming after I move in, not for a while, anyway, until one or two that think they'll get eaten by Tiny spread the word. :lol:

But I don't think i'm gonna get any fencing changes out of all this, unless I build it myself. I recall checking out prices some time back for that sort of thing, but I can't remember now how much aany of it would have been.



So...I guess we'll see how things work out in that department after I move back in, whenever that is.



Other news: Tiny is adjusting pretty well and easily to being here; she loves walking the neighborhood a lot more than she did the apartments. I do have to almost drag her off people's front yards a fair bit, though, as she suddenly smells something incredibly interesting and ceases to listen to "OFF" commands temporarily. Am trying to work with her on that with treats but I keep forgetting to bring the treats sometimes. She'll catch on eventually, and she does really good most of the time--just not always. :(

Only encounters with other people and dogs in yards/behind fences have gone fine so far. Tthe other dogs bark their brains out and Tiny just watches as we walk past, then starts snuffling her way along the sidewalk again. She doesn't bark or growl at them. Poeple she watches for a moment, then when she sees they're not coming our way she just ignores. If they are behind us on the sidewalk she keeps looking back like she's being chased by muggers, but that's all--same stuff she did at the apartment.

Cats she just ignores if they're farther than leash length from her, and if they're closer she'll go on the other side of me to be sure she's far enough from them, as long as they are just sitting there. If they run when they see her, instinct takes over and she *begins* to bolt after them, but she stops usually before the 4th foot moves, and at worst just before the end of her leash. I have yet to have to stop her myself--she learned pretty well with "leave it" and sometiems a treat at the apartment about that sort of thing, with an occasional time-out just sitting in one place until she was completely bored, whenever she did hit the end of the leash before stopping.


Noises...she's still terribly spooked about noises, much worse now than before cuz of NYE fireworks. But she's getting better MUCH faster than she did half a year ago for Independence Day FW.


She still whuffles, sometimes growls and sometimes barks at Bill, though, whenever she sees him thru the back door. I would like to have him come out to get her used to the idea that this isn't *her* place, but is his, and that he can go wherever he wants whenever he wants, but given his allergies and stuff I don't blame him for not wanting to do that.


Right this moment she's almost-napping next to me on the porch, but she wakes at every little noise other than traffic on Greenway, which is on the other side of the church lot behind us, so there's a lot of that constantly, and she's learned to ignore most of it.



I myself...am exhausted. Not as bad as I was before Tiny, back before July, but pretty bad. After fitful napping at first, I got about 4-5 hours of solid no-waking sleep last night, from sheer exhaustion I think, out here on the porch with Tiny. I remember nightmares but apparetnly was so tired I didn't wake (fully) from them, and slept until it got light enough to wake us up. Night before that I got my usual intermittent sleep which was probably about 3-4 hours of actual sleep between waking from nightmares. Night before *that* was NYE and sucked; I don't think either me or Tiny got more than a few minutes (at best) at a time of napping between bursts of fireworks, so I didn't even get my usual sleep.


I was so worried about Tiny and everything on the previous few days since Saturday when we got here, that I barely got any sleep at all, almost all of it right before dawn after fitful napping thru the night. For those few days I was sleeping in the bed up in the loft, without Tiny cuz she cant come inside here, and that probably didn't help me. Tiny herself seems to have done just fine outside by herself; she's a lot more adaptable than I am. :oops:

Then the few days before that I didn't get a lot of sleep cuz I kep tstaying up late packing, with no naps during the day either, and the last night before coming here was practically no sleep either cuz of finishing packing.

So I am fully ready for a good sleep-in day this weekend sometime. :lol:
 
House update:

I heard from the landlord yesterday that the house is on track for being finished probably next week sometime (guessing midweek), and my boss at work has been able to schedule me some days off in a row starting next Saturday so I can get settled in easier/faster.

This weekend I'll probably be taking Tiny down there with the trailer on the bike and helping to clean up the rest of the stuff that's loose in the yard, all the debris and trash and stuff leftover from the original fire and repairs since then, for instance. That should free the workers up to do more of the actual repairs and finish faster.


I'm happy that it's almost done, that I'll finally after 3/4 of a year be able to live in "my own" place again, and do what I want when I want, etc., but I'm also anxious about how things will go, how I'll feel about it all, especially with it all empty but vaguely familiar, etc., especially with going thru all my stuff still outside in the sheds to move inside what needs to be.


I'm also afraid of things going badly, or me not re-adapting well to being there, or of having to do lots of fence repairs and other security stuff before I could leave Tiny alone there, of being paranoid about leaving her locked in the house there until I can make the fencing all secure, etc. (right now the fence is a disaster between the looters breaking the neighbor's fence badly to get thru to my yard, some pre-exisitng problems iwth a gate post at the driveway, and othe rdamage done by workers and/or the dumpster-hauler-trucks "brushing" the fence/posts moving those giant dumpster bins in and out of the yard.) I don't know if those problems will be fixed by the landlord before I move back in, or if I will be left to fix them.

Ideally I'd like to add a block wall around the yard, at least six feet high, but I don't even know if that height is legal nowadays, or if only five would be allowed. Either in addition to or in place of the chainlink fence that's already there. Actually I wish I could put the chainlink on TOP of the block, cuz 10-11 feet high fence would probably keep just about anyone out. :lol: But no way would that be legal, I'm sure.


Anyway, lots of little worries now coming on, that I knew about but didnt' have to deal with until now. :( But still happy at being able to move back in "real soon now".
 
I thought for sure I'd uploaded pics of the house, and Tiny, a few days back, but I guess I dreamed that or something, or stuck them in the wrong thread somewhere, cuz I don't see them now. :(

So here's some--first of Tiny at Bill's, then of the house as it was last week, exterior first, includng a pic fo the plexiglass or lexan screwed to the fence over the hole the looters made, and then a couple interior shots plus a few more of the then-yet-to-be-installed cabinetry:
 

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And now pics from today. I dind't get much of the yard cleaned up, because the dumpster is so full that when i opened hte door I got tribbled by boxes for the cabinetry tha'ts now mostly installed in the house. So I spent about 20 minutes just getting stuff out of the way of hte door so I could close and latch it again, and then putting that stuff back in the bin by tossing it over and over again at the upper edge until it finally went over instead of back down on top fo me. :(

Then I dragged over and tossed in as much stuff as I could, and after that it was just trying to make tighter-packed piles of stuff, then raking little stuff into small piles and putting it into bags (old cat litter bags I'd originally saved to compost yard waste in, but since i dunno when i will be able to get back to that, and i can get more from work every week, i jus tused them for this as better solutions than tearable garbage bags).

I couldn't get any of the bags up over the dumpster edge, so i left them in groups, and left more empty ones next to the rest of the stuff that needs pickup, and hopefully i'll be able to resume tomorrow.

As for the house, it looks like all that remains (major, anyway) is countertops on all the cabinetry, floors in everything but bathrooms and utility room (which have tile laid but no grout yet), and a little wiring or cover plates outside, and touch ups of things here and there, plus plumbing fixtures, installing the kitchen sink, etc. So I may actually be in the house by next week, hopefully.
 

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Hot dog! Nearly there at last!
 
Today, she *was* hot, and stuck to the shady areas mostly. :lol:

Except when she pulled a Bonnie and tried to chase the ants down into their nest...and came up sneezing them out for several minutes. :(

(Bonnie and Tiny both didn't/don't remember about the ants, and repeatedly sniff or pick up with their mouth ant-covered things. :( )

I got a lot further today, about halfway thru the remainder of stuff...but I couldn't put hardly any of it over the edge of the bin into it--it's just too high up, and I can't climb the ladder with stuff in my hands. I pondered rigging a bucket lift with a pulley, but by the time I found all the stuff to do it with I'd've wasted an hour or more, and I'd still ahve to climb up, reel up bucket, empty it, reel down bucket, climb down, fill bucket, and repeat that at least a hundred times to get the stuff in there--and that's just for the stuff I could move that way, which is only about 90 percent of it. :(

And I am not in any shape to climb hte ladder more than a couple times, either--I'm still mostly stuck with using a cane just to walk aorund any distance, or else shuffle slowly along and take about 3-4 times as long to get somewhere. I still don't know what triggers the joint pain, except that it almost always is much worse on rainy days, very cold days, or whenever the weather changes from one type to another, espeically if there are "large" pressure changes (and usually winds) from day to day or even moreso over a few hours. But it is always worse in the late fall thru winter and sometimes deep into spring. Only during summer when it's always hot does it really ease up, and even then it's not gone, just more tolerable.

Doesn't matter how I dress, or if I always myself stay warm. Well, it does matter a little but I'll still hurt worse on cold days even if I stay inside where it's always the same temperature round the clock every day, like at Bill's.


Anyway...so I got a lot done, but not half as much as I wanted to, especially since I could not put most of what I did bag up and clean up into the dumpster itself, could only put it near it. Landlord said that's ok and thanked me for what I did get done, after I advised him of results and that I would come back for more this coming Saturday (next day off) or sooner if I am living there sooner (cuz obviously if I am living there I can just go out and do stuff whenever I am physically able to, and not at work or sleeping to be ready for work).


I've attached a few pics--one of them is of the grave for Hachi, Nana, Loki, and Fred. It's sunken in now, some, and there's a *little* grass that grew on it before summer killed it off, since the water was shut off so I couldn't do any watering for months (most of the time since the fire). The mulberry tree between the grave and the house should stil be alive, just shed it's leaves for the winter. Same for the lantana west of the tree, with the red "fence" embedded in it (which will eventually be grown over by it with lantana woven into it, as a natural screen/shade).

One of my "patio cover" supports is missing--I guess when the cleanup crew took away all the metal stuff they could (leaving the rest of the "stuff to be tossed" that the city said to clean up still there), they took that one too. I don't know why they didn't steal my other two supports, but now I will have to just make one from old water pipe or electrical conduit (I think I still have that stuff), once I get to being able to make that (yet one more thing that was to be started during my vacation last year that the fire ended before it really began). I'd gotten the supports placed and had gathered the materials to make the rest of it back when Bonnie died, I think it was, and that made me delay the project then, so I sitll need to make the supports that go at the house side, and the rails and braces between them to hold up whatever I use for a cover (since I don't think I still have any of the stuff I had planned to use for it).

I'm considering stripping down the old shed that is on the northwest corner of the yard, and replacing that one with the kit that's inside it of a new one. Or maybe I won't even need that one at all, and will just have the three others, once I'm moved back in. Anyway, the sheet metal of that old shed would make a decent roof for a patio cover to give an awning to stand under when it's rainy or hot or whatever, when I come out the back door, since the house doens't have one now any more than before hte fire.



On another note, I noticed when looking at the houseplan/electrical diagram that is in the house while they'r eworking on it that the smoke alarms are all tied together and have their own breaker, so they're not batteyr powered they're powerd off the house wiring, and presumably also data-linked so if one goes off they all do. Apparently it's a code requirement these days. One of the pics is a close up of the detector in the back room.




The pics attached are the smoke alarm (one like it in every room), the grave, the stuff cleane dup and to be cleaned up, and Tiny exploring.
 

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