All we need are a cabana boy and some palm fronds

Kenneth and Kevin returned to 517 today to frame our outbuilding (outBUILDING, folks, outbuilding. We're past the days when we didn't have indoor plumbing. Those days ended like 2 years ago for us.). Right now it looks like a lovely open air cabana right next to our kiddie pool for the dogs.


Incidentally, the dogs wanted no part of this kiddie pool. I shoehorned it into the back of my Mazda today only to have have them lap at the water and refuse to get in even when I sunk a treat in the middle. And when I say "sunk a treat in the middle," I mean submerged a dog biscuit under water. Yes, that's what she said.

Here's another view with better perspective. Woody and I are positively giddy at the prospect of having our closets back for things like clothes. When both a man AND a woman are giddy at the prospect of more closets, you know the storage situation must be dire.