Bye-Bye Mounds and Bizzy

I arrived home today to find a large dumpster in our driveway, thanks Dave, while other items around the house seemed to be missing, including Butterfinger, Tucker, and Guapo. I was pretty excited to see the dumpster since we have neglected to take the trash out for almost 2 months now, but the missing shelving and other miscellaneous items really threw me for a loop. After a quick call to ease my mind and confirm that my canine companions were safely with their dad, I took a quick inventory of the missing items and came to the realization that Mounds was moving out. I knew this day would come, as I am aware that the day for us to leave this house is also quickly approaching, but it still hit me like a ton of bricks.

While I will not miss the early morning gag sessions, being parked in on occasion, stinky smoking, or residual effects from toxic waste inspired dumps, Mounds’ presence will definitely be missed in the house, along with his doggy Biz. Both Butterfinger and I have seen roomies come and go, but I know this one will be especially hard for him since he is one of the original California pioneers, and someone he has known since middle school. As much as I have ranted and raved about Mounds, he is a really genuine friend to Butterfinger, which is a rare thing to find.

I am hoping this alteration of our living space will inspire us to actually get a storage space over the weekend, and start moving some non-essential items for safe-keeping.  At least until we figure out what lands to conquer next. Until then…