House Sitting in American Samoa

Slowly, but surely, my tiny, stuffy apartment is becoming livable.
But I don't think it will ever be "home."
I am counting the days until I can save up and get out of there.

On a Friday afternoon, a nice lady placed a frantic ad for a house sitter.
She and her family are going to the mainland for almost a month and her regular house sitter canceled on her at the last minute.

My co-worker forwarded it to me, assured me the neighbor was nice, and encouraged me to reply.
I did, and that next day, the lady came to my house, we chatted for a bit, and she loved me.
We went to her house, introduced me to her family and neighbors, and it was a done deal!

So here is my home for the next few weeks.

It is the little house with the white roof.
And here is my view every morning!

No matter what BS I suffered the day before, I always feel better in the morning.
And here is a better view after the sun has risen.  This is taken right from the edge of the trees.

As part of my duties, I have to take care of the two dogs and 4 cats.
It is not bad at all.  The cats are easy. I just feed them and leave them alone.
But the dogs... are a handful.

Meet Toloo.

Toloo is very sweet.  He prefers to lay on the blanket all day.




This is is Harry.

Harry has the loudest bark in the neighborhood.
He is the social butterfly.
And he doesn't like to share.
He knows how to open the screen door, so he is constantly in and out of the house.
Some nights he doesn't come home, and Toloo doesn't sleep well if he is not there.
In fact, Toloo will pace back and forth until he finally tires himself out.
Some nights I wait until 11pm, and if Harry doesn't come home, too bad - he is sleeping under a palm tree, buddy.

When they are both in- they get really restless around 3am.
Sometimes they even paw at my bedroom.
I let them out - Toloo does his business and comes back.
Harry takes off! 

When I come home from work, they are sitting in the porch lounge chairs, waiting for me.
The moment I open the door, they assume their positions:

They crack me up.
And I am grateful that they are super protective!
Seriously...any person takes one step towards this house, they instantly wake up and sounds like a pack of wolves! (I wish I had a direwolf).

One week has already gone by...oh, man I am going to miss this place.

Up next - a post about food here.