You've been waiting for a more serious look, haven't you.
Well, here you have it.
Mom took a photo of me while I was sitting by the warm fire.
Who does that ?
That's not a photo moment.
It's a nap in the warmth moment.
Anyway, there I am.
Always being hounding by the photo Mom.
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This week the painting of this old house continued.
Which means that I was disturbed a bit by the sounds.
Who wants to wake up from their meowning nap
with the noise of Mr. Boatman scrapping this and that.
Then, he got out some sort of sprayer and put rough stuff
on the walls. All I know is there are still things all over
the floors and walls and it's just not acceptable.
I'm going to be staying in my bonus room a lot.
Unless, I get the urge to venture through this disaster
so I can sit on the couch and do my toes on that blanket.
It is kind of a soft one.
I'll think about it.
Got to take a nap now.
Just thinking about all that noise
has worn me out.
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The Mom ~
This old house is in remodel mode.
Filling in cracks and sanding afterwards.
Mr. Boatman has a sprayer for the sort of bumpy effect.
More work is needed so the cloths are still around.
The ladders are out back til the weekend.
Ms. Floof was a bit annoyed at us
but when isn't she.