We had the inspection on Tuesday. The inspector seemed to be genuinely impressed with the house. It’s possible he was just trying to be nice, but it seemed to come from the heart. There’s a semi tame squirrel that I’ve seen a few times while I’ve been in the back yard. This visit, I spent twenty minutes breaking off pieces of chocolate chip cookie that the home owner left us and fed “Violet” (named after a back yard squirrel of my youth). Basically I would put the cookie on the fence and walk ten feet away, then she would come and get it. When she was done, she would scamper a little ways down the fence and wait for me to put another piece up and back away before she came and got it.

Who wants to take the over/under on how long before I have that squirrel coming into the kitchen begging for food.

Right now I’m dog sitting for a really nice couple that are on their honeymoon in Mexico. I’ve been hanging out with two cute bassett hounds, Cooper and Chibi.  I’m especially bonding with Cooper, he’s really expressive with his eyes. Yesterday I was up really late watching TV. He stood right in front of me and unwaveringly stared into my eyes. I asked him what he wanted. He kept staring. I walked into the kitchen. He followed me and looked up the stairs. I walked up the stairs. He followed me, walked into the bedroom, and plopped down in his bed in the corner. I sat down by him and pet him until he went to sleep and then went back downstairs for more television watching.

Cooper made it very clear it was way past his bedtime.

You should have seen the stare I got when I took his seat on the couch!