I'm not entirely sure how this idea has managed to spread amongst family and friends, but it must be noted, Nicole and I are NOT being evicted from our current residence. In a sense, we're moving out before such a thing can occur...
While debating whether or not to sign another 1-year lease, we asked the owners of our condo if we would be able to get a "small" dog; they countered by saying they'd go as far as a cat. It was on that point we decided to pass on re-signing, and explore other options, notably our desire for a house. The condo owners are currently unawares that we've had a dog for almost 2 months, and that's just how we'd like it.
We've been quite sneaky, actually. They've come around the apartment a few times to show it to potential renters, so we've needed to hide all evidence of the dog. The deception requires selective hiding of toys and food, scent masking, and among other small details, hiding Maizey - in a pinch, my car works for 30 minutes or so.
Currently: Wishing we had more moving boxes.
toil in hope and you will get there.
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
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Which reminds me...I'd like some of you bastards to help us move! It'll only require carrying a few of the larger things across the street to the house. We can guarantee some sort of food/refreshments compensation will be thrown in.
Forget "bastards." What I meant to say was "good chums."
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