Breathing Is Good

We've had an "unhealthy" smoke level for quite some time due to the fires in Washington wafting over. I'm getting a little sick of itchy eyes.

Tonight, I go take the last pictures of the puppies. This being their eighth week, they're going to their homes this weekend. I'm sure Stacey is having mixed feelings about them leaving. The first one actually went home last weekend. I was surprised since she usually has the 8 week rule, but she made an exception since the puppy's owners are vets. It'll be a hard weekend for her and her husband is going to be in Canada on a hunting trip.

He is going to come back and do a few things on my dad's new house. My dad has a lot of buyer's remorse so he has hired a realtor and put the house on the market, but will make a few improvements first. Unfortunately, his house in Sandpoint sold last Saturday and has a two week closing. He can rent it back until December 16 so he has a little bit of time to find out where he's going. He decided that it would cost too much money and work to make it into a house he wants so although the land is close to what he wants, he didn't want to compromise on the house and shop. He's going to lose a few thousand dollars, but he thinks it'll be better than settling and kicking himself for the years.

Unfortunately, there goes my pond and sledding hills.