By Chris, on July 24, 2010, at 1:39 pm
Yeah, we said we were going to leave the carpet that was over the plywood till we figured out what our plans were but that was also the nastiest part…
…as you can see.
A lot of moisture issues in front of the fireplace. We aren’t sure if it is all due to Lindsy sleeping there, or if there’s been a leakage issue (other than leaking dog).
Finally the cooties have been purged, and the area repeatedly treated. Of course, now we have a plywood living room… for now.
By Chris, on July 23, 2010, at 7:38 pm
We aren’t quite ready to say what is under those crate halves, but we will say that Winter was unexpectedly underneath the one half when I picked it up to cover the spot…
…as her signature proves.
By Chris, on July 21, 2010, at 10:22 am
The rest of the carpet – what we can take out, anyway, is gone. Good riddance to that icky, gross mess.
I will have nightmares about removing these things for months. Most of the scratches. bruises, and bashed knuckles I have arose from prying loose the carpet strips.
It looks a little odd where we left the carpet down, when we moved the furniture back the couch sort of straddles it. But there’s nothing underneath except plywood so we had no choice. Next project for that: a quart of nature’s miracle, at least one pass with the carpet cleaner, and I guess some sort of strip along the edge to hold it down for now.
The other side of the living room.
Paddy didn’t care what we did to the rest of the house, as long as we left his chair.
View from the kitchen.
We’re getting a couple of quotes from flooring people; not sure what the best solution will be to deal with the plywood…
the 2″ x 4″ patches where the dining room walls were…
The many blemishes and owies a sixty year old house that spent a few years as a rental incurred…
…and of course, the spot near the front door where the alleged dead body was.
By Chris, on July 20, 2010, at 6:34 pm
Paddy has looked upon the face of the devil.
“Ehhhh… I don’t know about this…maybe if I don’t make eye contact I can get by?”
“What if it gets me?”
“I can do this.”
“Or maybe not.”
“Damnit! I really want to be in that room. Why does it mock me?”
The face of pure, unadulterated evil.
We SO know what dog is going to be the Cowardly Lion for Halloween this year. Nerd.
By Chris, on July 19, 2010, at 7:09 pm
R.I.P. Lindsy aka Lenny
We said farewell to Lindsy this morning, she went peacefully at the vet’s after consuming nearly a half bag of ginger snaps, which must have been a dream come true for her even in her state. Our vet affirmed that we were doing the right thing, seeing how feeble she was, which both made me feel good and bad; the change of scenery had I guess given her a bit of a boost and she was actually more steady on her feet than she’d been in a long time… I thought “wow, if he thinks this is bad…”
Anyway, she had a good 15 1/2 years – maybe not perfect but the best we could give her, and we tried to make her last bit of time happy. In addition to the ginger snaps she also had an entire can of dog food and as much peanut butter as she wanted before the trip. It was very sad, but a relief also to know she’s free from suffering.
The picture above was taken almost two years ago… gosh, we thought she looked old then. Sometime soon, I’ll write a better tribute for her and put it up as a permanent page on the web site. For now, I just wanted to say goodbye. My deepest gratitude to Laurie and Chris for sharing their thoughts in response to my prior post about Lindsy, and to everyone who posted condolences here and on Facebook. It means a lot to us.
Olive, at almost 14 years old, is now the last of the original pre-Tucson gang left.
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