Elen’s supposed to be feeding guinea pigs for someone from the swim team, but we can’t get in the house. A code on a keypad is supposed to open the garage, but it doesn’t. They don’t respond to phone or text messages. We’re planning to try the dog door.
Tom just went to get gas for the mower and called from the QT saying the car doesn’t start. Bill said, try it more times. If he doesn’t show up in 7 minutes, I’ll have to call AAA, go get him, and then drive Bill to work.
At least Kathleen is in bed.
The little ones are cute. I can see why they eat them in Chile.
Good luck with the dog door and I hope you and the brood are well.