The Bunkhouse

Bunker has moved from being a therapy dog to a "there a pee" dog when we are away from the house. We assume he spent most of his time in the laundry room since he is at the door to greet us when we come home, but often we find spots.

I ordered this gate and he had no qualms about it when we played golf on Sunday. We decided that it had to have a name. I think it is quite appropriate.

Today I spent time with the big carpet cleaner going after the spots.

The wind has been 35mph for the past few hours. I will have a lot to do tomorrow before our friends arrive from Las Vegas.

I am grateful that there is always a solution to a problem.

Until tomorrow.....