Inca is the office dog today — that’s because she found a drywall cut-out spot in the laundry room where she could reach the insulation. I got home last night to find pieces of insulation scattered around the flood plain. Tonight after Chase’s competitive obedience class, I’m going to cover the offending area.
I’ve decided the 10-days with no kitchen has to wait until the first of the year. My experience with contractors is that starting any job that runs over the holidays is an invitation to extend the time frame. No one works on Christmas Eve, Christmas Day, New Year’s Eve, New Year’s Day, some suppliers are closed down between Christmas and New Year’s. I also think I need a weekend or two to figure out where furniture can be while the refrigerator and microwave and all the dog supplies are living in the dining room. Logistically, I need dish supplies in the upstairs full bath so I can wash out dog bowls and any coffee mugs I use. I would rather be planning a 10-day European vacation than figuring out how this will all work.
Although I believe the insurance company would put me in a hotel and perhaps board the dogs, I think Holmes is too young to be boarded. Since he hasn’t had a rabies vaccination, I don’t think even my friend who owns a boarding kennel would take him. Phoebe is due in season anytime — I don’t think the Kennel owner would be delighted to learn that she must make sure Chase and Phoebe do the deed. . . . and besides, I would have to put an electric blanket on my bed. With no dogs it would be too cold. Decisions! Decisions!