Santiago Chronicles II
santiago_junk and I didn't get to my house until late morning yesterday. Once there I had him put his stuff up and went to work. I have a dead tree on my property and he was going to cut it down- from top to bottom. I had to assist him with the ropes to keep him from falling out of the tree. I also had to show him how to use a chainsaw. I wonder if he’ll get through this with all limbs intact?
At lunch yesterday he was so disgusting while eating that I made him eat on the porch. I put his plate on the porch- with no utensils- and told him if he wasn’t going to eat like a human then he was going to eat like a dog. I did this for dinner, too. At this point he’s been sleeping on the porch at night. He has to earn his way to the couch.
This morning Santiago showed interest in attempting to eat like a person during breakfast, so I allowed him at the table. He’s trying, but he’s got a way to go. This… man… is not the epitome of personal hygiene. I make him take a shower everyday, twice a day if need be. There will be no filth in my house. By how he protests you’d think he was a cat, but it doesn’t matter.
Today he’s cutting the tree up for firewood and carrying it to the storage shed. Did I mention that the distance from the firewood storage shed to the downed tree is quite far? There will be many, many trips.
At lunch yesterday he was so disgusting while eating that I made him eat on the porch. I put his plate on the porch- with no utensils- and told him if he wasn’t going to eat like a human then he was going to eat like a dog. I did this for dinner, too. At this point he’s been sleeping on the porch at night. He has to earn his way to the couch.
This morning Santiago showed interest in attempting to eat like a person during breakfast, so I allowed him at the table. He’s trying, but he’s got a way to go. This… man… is not the epitome of personal hygiene. I make him take a shower everyday, twice a day if need be. There will be no filth in my house. By how he protests you’d think he was a cat, but it doesn’t matter.
Today he’s cutting the tree up for firewood and carrying it to the storage shed. Did I mention that the distance from the firewood storage shed to the downed tree is quite far? There will be many, many trips.