drywall and dry humor

The drywall happened Friday;

not as exciting as I'd hoped -

because now that we have walls,

I'm already moving on to needing them to have the

cracks filled and nails covered...

and once that's all finished up,

my mind will already have moved on to paint,

and flooring,

and so -

patience is a virtue;

and waiting until today for that next step

has been great opportunity for exercising it!

On to the drywall pics...

The view from the front door

The kitchen area (to the left)

And, the view to the right...

On the way back from documenting the progress on our home,

I spied Scooter all nice and posed for a picture.

This is rare, because she's a spastic little sweetie,

and most of her photos are far from flattering...

She always resembles a gray meercat or something.

But, this time, I got one.

Then those ears went back...

Boy doesn't she look grumpy; and here's why.

Spencer started chomping on a stick right behind her;

and that is so annoying.

He really does torture her,

the facial expressions basically say everything...

Ugh.

If looks could kill....

I really shouldn't post this -

it doesn't represent her well, but I can't help it.

That's seriously just a yawn,

I have no idea why our cats look so freaky when they do that.

This is Huck's "worried" look...

Nickle was giving all of the dogs the evil eye from the

back porch...

It was obviously a bad day to be a gray cat.

The forecast for being orange?

Sunny as usual.

There's definitely something to be said for being

care-free and oblivious;

all of the time.

Not that anyone could do it as well as this Favorite cat does.

Chomp away, Spencer.