Housesitting Adventures--chapter 89

I couldn't figure out why someone who so conscientiously left me folded towels on the end of the beautifully quilted guest bedroom could forget to put toilet paper on the roller in BOTH bathrooms. I found the paper, put in on, and woke up to find each bathroom had a massive cumulus-cloud like structure of mauled white tissue.

There are two orange kitties that came with this job: Willie Wag and Jack Wabbit. I suspect the one with the nub-tail (Manx) is defending me from the Charmin. Turns out that the TP is in firmly-lidded Tupperware behind the bowl.

We had a huge snowstorm the night I took my friend to the airport. They have a beautiful, multi-level house in the Rosie Creek area, with lots of steps and a looooong driveway. My snow blower skills still work, that's always good to know. I am here for two weeks while they're in Florida. That should give me enough time to try all the different kinds of wild game and fish in their freezer . . .
Wish me luck with ALL the many plants. Fortunately, they all have sticky notes that specify how much water each week. (Did I mention my friend is a veterinarian used to calculating micrograms of meds?)

One last image from my two days at Hutch: one of the infants in the daycare has both parents finishing HS at Hutch. At break time and lunch, "Daddy" carries the little slumped four-month-old on his shoulder through the crowd of teenagers and down he hall to the vending machine. They are back at daycare by the next bell for the next class.