No Work Today. It's Sunday.
And Willow in the middle of all of this, you may be wondering?
Well, Willow was quite distressed on the first day. The only place he found safe was the middle of the stairs. But since then, he's been doing well. He goes out first thing in the morning, and again after the builders have left, to inspect every new hole that's been dug. And he sleeps in a box or on our bed or on the sofa for the rest of the time.
A few weeks ago, we moved his sleeping quarters to the front bedroom, in anticipation of this. So, he has a quiet room, which he can retreat to when the builders are around. His food is there too, and the water is in my bath. So, he won't be disturbed too much when the builders knock the kitchen wall through.
One strange thing is that he has completely abandonned his seat downstairs since we moved it to a different corner of the sitting room. We only moved it one metre, but it's like that seat doesn't exist for him anymore.
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