I have so much homework today and I need to go to the library, but how can I leave my dog Bonnie home alone on a sandblasting day? It is LOUD, it is DIRTY, and people are walking around with masks on, dragging fat hoses around. This seems to be a dog nightmare. I just walked around and took pictures of the walls. I hated that nasty butterscotch texture coat, and in places it was peeling off in sheets — but where it isn’t peeling off, Baby, it hangs on. The roses are THRASHED, the mint is dead — every plant covered in grime, and in many cases, hanging on for dear life. It will take weeks to get all of the sand out of here.
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