After the old laundry room wall was stripped of panelling, drywall, plaster and lath, and an ancient wasp nest, I stole Mr. FT's serial killing crowbar and started prying out that old leaky fly streaked window!
Poor Mr. FT.
What will he kill once there are no more flies?
No more flies squeezing through an ill fitting window.....
wait.....no more flies?
....if I go missing, who will write part 7???
A new doorway to the porch was framed in to make a corner for the wood stove.
Look who came to visit us!
This is Foxy the foster dog.
Hopefully she will find a loving forever home next weekend.
This weekend she becomes construction dog!
Speaking of construction animals, we decided to incorporate!
(no not "baby goat kidding")
Update: since I wrote this post...Foxy has a new loving family
and Manny found a new home with other goats.
He's no longer an only child!
Cheers to good people!