Phone call from Liz (wakens me), what am I doing today... how soon can I come pick my granddaughters up... could I do her a favor, and keep Bently at my place just until the apartment is ready... that's only until the 23rd.
What? I can't have a dog (nor a cat, for that matter) here at my apartment,... the owners don't allow pets. Please, Mom. He's very quiet. He don't bother anyone. It's only until the new apartment is ready. That's only a week and a half.
Liz, I have a 48-hour notice stating they are beginning the rehabilitation on the apartments here Monday, April 12th. I can't have Bently be here.
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I arrived at my Son's parents house, picked up my granddaughters,... and my daughter, and the dog.
Ran my daughter to get her car, and followed her back to town... She called from Donta's phone when she got back to their house. My grandchildren and son and dog came back to my home.