Everyone who comes to visit at the Can is impressed by the large sunny windows and the kind of hip layout. You know what? The Bean and I say pishaw – living here is the equivalent of being kenneled – we have no access to the outside without having to go down three flights of stairs or the elevator – the windows are so large there are no screens and one time a swarm of termites flew in so I don’t leave the windows open generally.
All of my wonderful neighbors have moved into their new or renewed houses and now the hallway is quiet and there are few chance meetings when I come in or out. Sigh.
I’m like the only dog barking in the kennel.