HOUSE SHOWING

So today I got the house as close to perfect as is physically possible.  It was all shiny and wonderful.  At four thirty I loaded up the dogs, did  one more sweep and took off for an hour.

When I got back I could see that someone had been through the house, the realtor's card was on the counter.

Dane called.  The family that went through really liked it and appreciated the updates etc.  BUT:  they did NOT like the dog smell.  When he told me that I almost cried.  I have a house that has that f**king dying dog smell.

  Even when he isn't here and everything has been washed or removed.  So, I see I have only two choices…either I move right now (and I am not ready) or I put him down.  He can't jump into the back of the car properly, his back end is full of sores and is driving him nuts with itchiness.  Oh, there are lots and lots of reasons to put him down but I just can't do it.  Not yet.  He still has too much love and spunk in him.

So I think when Monte gets down here on Sat., we will dismantle and take apart Parkers stinky couch and get it out of here.  And I leave on Sunday with the dogs so this first rush of people seeing the house won't be so hit with the smell.  And then I am going to move in the middle of April.  I don't have to sell first.  All this thinking and planning because of a stupid dog.  (SHOVEL LIST)  I hate to admit it but I can't stand the thought of actually putting him down.  Its too soon.

I hate to keep going on about dogs but the funniest thing happened today.  While I had to go away for the showing I headed down to the drugstore to stock up on my pills.  I parked and left the back windows halfway down for the dogs.  I don't normally leave them down so far as someone could reach in and take Molly.  But I wasn't going to be more than a couple minutes and I could see the car.

As I was heading back, a lady saw Molly barking at the window and she went over there to pet her.  What she didn't see was Parker lurking in the back behind the darkened window.  As she reached her hand out to pet Molly, Parker lunged forward and barked ferociously!  I thought she was going to have a heart attack!!!  By that time I was out there and immediately told her that he would never hurt her, that he just barks. 

 Well she turned around and gave ME shit!!!  Me!!!  for having a dangerous dog that could hurt people!!!  I looked at her and started laughing.  I told her I have, unfortunately, had dogs my entire life and I have spent a lifetime telling people to NOT pet dogs in cars, backs of trucks, tied to posts, or where ever.  Then I quit laughing and told her to get the hell away from my car and my dogs.  I wasn't nice and now I feel kind of bad.  It was all Molly's fault anyway.

I had another hungry man tv dinner tonight.  They are so delicious and so much fun…and clean!!  I love them.  And I had a huge grapefruit…they are so juicy and sweet this time of the year.  While I was out I popped into Milestones and had an appetizer size California salad…mmm so good.  An eclectic diet.

Now I am rambling.  Time for bed.  Tomorrow is laundry day…another whine day.  Never ends this life maintenance.  TTYL