We arrived back in Canada at about 2:30 and picked up our girl. She was very happy to see us and we were very happy to see her. She was well taken care of but nothing is like home, is it? She was so happy to see us, she didn't even throw up on the way home. That's a stellar achievement for Daisy.
When we got back to the Fortress of Solitude, the floor man was still here and we were appalled to see how little had been done while we were away. The floors are still bare and the sink, cooktop, dishwasher and fridge are not hooked up and everything is still planted in the middle of the floor. We used the barbecue tonight to cook dinner, and Anne next door has offered to let us use her kitchen (so kind -- we are so lucky to have such good neighbours) but I don't see how this is going to work at all. At any other time, I'd be happy to say "let's stay in a hotel!" but really, we all just want to sleep in our own beds and look in our own fridge and cook our own meals. We are all rather bummed out about it, but there isn't anything we can do, so we will make the best of it.
Welcome home, Taylor-Kosars!
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