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Peeve Farm
Breeding peeves for show, not just to keep as pets

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Sunday, June 22, 2003
22:35 - Today	(top)
We're rapidly closing in on the house. I don't have photos (bad me, I know-- but you try keeping track of a digicam and camcorder and charger for the latter, between the old house, the new house, and work, while carting a truckload of random detritus each morning, and forgetting my iPod so we have to listen to whatever CDs Lance happens to have in his car-- and maybe Capri is an overly sensitive-eared dog, but I for one can't find it in my heart to blame him for burying his head under the pillows when he hears Angela Shrieking Lansbury in Sweeney Todd, which, don't get me wrong, is a fantastic piece, but it's also Sondheim, which means steam whistles and angry shouting and chords never before heard by man or dog)-- but I will one of these days, I still promise. In any case, we got a lot done-- the carpet was installed last weekend, so now the key milestone is to get the bathrooms painted so the guy who installed it can come back on his own, non-Carpeteria-employed time and redo our linoleum. (Sorry, whoever built the house, but floral-pattern floors don't do it for me.) So now the public upstairs bathroom is the deep Fresh Herbs green, and Lance's bathroom is the Ripe Currant red, the red that takes about nineteen coats before you can't see any brush strokes anymore. (I think there are still some in there, but you can't see them if the lights are off, so there!) The living room is also furnished except for the TV and other electronics, the octagonal kitchen table is in, and so is the bistro table in the breakfast nook. My awesome couches have been wrestled into my room, to the detriment of the door trim, which made a gap 28.5 inches wide, through which we had to maneuver a 28.75-inch couch. But we got it in. The couch came out the better of the two. Anyway, we also took Capri to the dog park off Hellyer. I swear, that dog was brought up in a finishing school; as soon as he was off his leash, he started trotting around with the other dogs; but when they started running and jumping and wrestling, he watched quizzically, head on one side, ears up inquisitively, with that look one can imagine so well: What in the bloody hell are you playing at?! And then he decided it was his duty to sniff every single square inch of grass in the entire fenced-off area. This took some time, but what the hell, it made him happy. He's taking to the new house quite well, though. Which is all to the good, because he's perfectly color-coordinated for it. Here's where I flagellate myself for not having remembered my camera, because I need visuals for this: being a tricolor collie, he's black and brown and light brownish-gold with a white neck-ruff. And the house colors? Black (couches), light brownish-gold (walls) and brown (the one accent wall) and white (ceilings and trim). One of these days I'll get a pose on camera and you'll see what I mean. Anyway, it's early to bed for me tonight. I'll be up early.