The workmen are finally to come and take care of the ice damming from six and a-half weeks ago! While they are here, I have to keep Bobby in the bathroom behind closed doors. I do not want him underfoot and his favorite hiding place in beneath our bed. I fed everyone a good breakfast with the hopes they will remain hunkered down during this restoration process.
Bobby’s going to be hoarse before they have even begun. Poor thing! Take a nap sweetie.