Winter New (Settling In) Moon
With Kate letting her body adjust to altitude a mile high it’s just the four dogs and me. I woke up this morning to Kep, the Akita, and Gertie, the German Shorthair, playing outside my closed door. Hmmm. I shut them in Kate’s sewing-area to-be along with the big girls, Vega and Rigel.
Dogs test their containment and if it has flaws, they will find them. In this case the latch is semi-circle of metal that snugs into like shape depression. It allows the door to close, but open again with slight pressure from the kitchen side or a pull from the sewing area. Apparently repeated pushing against the door can pop it loose, too. So, some modification will be called for. Too early for me to figure it out.
After I pick up Kate at 9 this morning, I’m going to finish the shoveling and unload the cargo van. At this altitude and with my current level of acclimation it might take all day.
Managing the dogs makes this place feel homelike very quickly. These familiar, mundane chores are part of where we live. Doing them here offers clear feedback about where home is now.
Mike the Fence guy comes over for his final inspection and payment at 11:00. More integrating.
