Thrown away

My daughter called this morning and said her neighbor found two starving puppies in the yard. The neighbor does not have dogs; my daughter has three. K fed the puppies, five cups each they ate.

My daughter told my wife all of that, and now all three women are at my daughter’s house, determining which dog rescue/adoption place to contact.

Meanwhile, a neighbor couple of ours is finishing plans on moving to an assisted living place, following a couple of strokes and a few falls. The neighbors need to sell most of their home things, but our HOA does not allow estate sales, letting in non-residents and all that. So the selling is sort of word-of-mouth advertising. They have asked my wife to assist with the selling and moving and such. She agreed, of course.

First World problems.