This will be my last post for a couple of weeks. Later this week I'll be heading south. Sadly, it's not for sun and fun, but to my house in east Texas where Greg lives. It's time to start prepping the house to sell next year.
There's a lot to do to get it ready. Cleaning, painting, brush-clearing, house-leveling (it's on piers). I plan to be busy from the moment I arrive to the moment I leave.
My biggest concern are all the animals here at Casa North. Fortunately, a friend of mine has graciously offered to homestead-sit while I'm away. She'll be feeding critters and unhooking stuck goat-heads from the fence as necessary.
I'm trying to set it up so she has very little to do while she's here. It can be a full time job taking care of this place, but I just need her to do only the most necessary chores to keep everyone fed and safe.
Her most important job will be looking after two of my four dogs. I'm taking the two trouble-makers with me. It eases my mind to no end that my friend is one of the most conscientious people I know.
To prove the point, Greg and I once went on vacation to DC. We left Tank and Chelly at a pet hotel. I had every assurance that my kids would be safe there. Three days into our trip I got a call from the pet hotel people telling me that Chelly absolutely refuses to eat. They'd tried every food on their shelves.
I was upset but not too surprised. Chelly was elderly by that time and even though she was sharing a room with Tank, she didn't like the change in her routine.
I contacted my friend and had her make Chelly her favorite dish--liver and rice. The hotel people offered to take the meal and feed Chelly, but my friend steadfastly refused. No, she said. I see her eat or I won't leave.
She was so adamant they had to submit to her demands. It broke all their rules, but they led her to a private room where she could spend time with my baby and feed her by hand.
Now that's a true friend!
Do you have a friend like that?
Will you miss me? :grin: