Year end review; a moment of [in]dignity

Well, we've slipped past the anniversary. Year one has come and gone, and being that, at this moment, two men are ripping into our sewer line in the hole we've made in our dining room, the house does not lend itself to a warm and fuzzy before/ after retrospective. In lieu of the candy-coated "look-what-we've-finished" i thought i'd recap some momuments by the numbers.

Dead rats # 18 and still counting.

Yes, we had rats, lots of rats. some dead, some we killed, all of them coming from the church on the corner. Socio-economic reasons aside, the block's relationship with the corner church and it's transient congregation have been on a downward slide since before our time - resulting in the Church's refusal to exterminate its rats nest in its backyard playground. on the upside tihs common enemy has brought the neighborhood together. at least the dogs are on the job.


Holes in the living room floor: 4

See previous post. Propper planning might have had us cutting one big hole - but we've chosen the death by a thousand cuts method instead.


Holes in the Roof: 2

What goes down, must go up. in order to plug into the sewer line the drain lines must be vented - so out comes the hole-saw.


new dogs: 1

The timing was bad, but then again so was our judment to start this project anyway. At least he can't wreck anything more than we have already. Fender is growing up to look alot like Turkish and it's a common reaction from passersby that "oh my gosh they're brothers". With the development of Doggie DNA testing I thought these two might be an interesting candidate for comparison but This seems a more likely outcome.