We eat most of our meals in the kitchen, keeping a watchful eye on what happens in the cul-de-sac. Every street has to have at least one couple of nosy neighbors, so we volunteered to be it.
Today we watched the roofers replacing the shingles on the house directly across from us, reminding me that we should probably plan on replacing ours early next year -- the house will be 21 years old.
Hamish made it clear that he doesn't approve of the goings-on, but the workers weren't deterred by his righteous growling and barking.
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