Hello and welcome back to the wonderful world of the Dogpound. Just about a year ago I bought this house, and I had a very good house inspection conducted before the closing. The man found a few things, as can be expected, but he did mention that he was concerned about the master bathroom. The bathroom was an addition to the house, and it was built where the garage used to be. Due to the low ground clearance, there was no room to put in a proper ventilation system, so air movement was done by an overhead exhaust fan and a built-in electric wall space heater. To improve the flow, there is an air vent about 3 feet from the bathroom door. I put a floor fan next to the vent, turned in on low, and faced it so it would blow air out over the vent. This way, any cool or warm air that came up through the vent would be pushed into the bathroom. It was a satisfactory fix, but I wanted a more permanent solution, however, despite having two contractors in, neither one could find a good way to put a vent in the bathroom. Then the other day, while I was in the bathroom, I dropped a plastic lid from a medicine bottle. Most cabinets are flush to the floor, but this one has a decorative bottom that conveniently allowed the lid to roll underneath it. I got down on my hands and knees and felt blindly under the cabinet. I did not find the lid, but I did notice that it was unusually warm under there, which was kind of strange. So, I went and found my flashlight, got flat on my stomach and started to look under the cabinet. Guess what!? Not only did I find the lid, I also found an uncovered vent! So, my next project is to figure out a way to cut some metal flashing to make a small vent that will channel the air directly out from under the cabinet versus just blowing it up on the bottom shelf. Wish me luck!
THOUGHT FOR THE WEEK
“Sometimes what you are looking for comes when you are not looking at all.” – Unattributed
In the past, you could tell one of your kids was not feeling good when they would not touch their food. These days, you can tell when your kids are not touching their iPhones.
Bernard, who was noted for his gracious manners, was awakened one morning at 4:44 a.m. by his ringing telephone. “Your dog’s barking, and it’s keeping me awake,” said an angry voice. Bernard thanked the caller and politely asked his name and number before hanging up. The next morning at precisely 4:44 a.m., Bernard called his neighbor back. “Good morning, Mr. Williams. I just called to say that I don’t have a dog.”
Dear Charlie, we have been neighbors for six tumultuous years. When you borrowed my snowblower, you returned it in pieces. When I was sick, you blasted heavy metal music, and when your dog decorated my lawn, you laughed. I could go on, but I am not one to hold grudges. So, I am writing this letter to let you know that your house is on fire. Your Neighbor.
That is all I have for today. As always, be good, do good, play safe, and remember that you have to look with both eyes wide open.