Almost Done

Are we done yet?

Well, construction continues. Dad has to go to work and so my amigos are coming in the evening to finish up. We are now getting are doggy naps but missed out on dog park time! Arrggg, the canine-amity of it all. Essex was worried about who is doing fence patrol. Deacon wondered who he wasn't playing and who was at Angel Paws.

Then we had to listen to Dog Dad go on about how the tiles on the shower wall and bathroom floors are slate. That slate is a metamorphic rock. Blah, blah, blah pressure and blah, blah temperatures turned shale to slate. Dad majored in Geology, so he likes rocks and very old dead stuff. It is sometime cryptic to us. I mean do any of you have critters in your home that have been dead for over 500 millions years? I mean they are so dead they are not even worth sniffing anymore. Seriously, our fore-pawthers were not even around.

One bright note is that Dad told us that they will be done tomorrow or Friday evening. By the Great Dane we are ready for this all to end.

The shower yesterday and today (below)

The walls have been painted and vanity put in.

Dog Speed,

Essex & Deacon