
After a long weekend of work. Dad and I got the first and second story walls, windows, and doors installed. Work also began on the left side wall. Now that old tin roof is really starting to look horrible... I'm pretty excited by the progress so far.
Sunday morning right after we arrived I walked upstairs and started hammering on a wall. Next thing I know this big black cat comes running down out of the attic and down the stairs. I yell "cat coming down!" (like this is something that happens all the time). At just that moment, my dad was walking up the stairs and suddenly had this large animal racing at him. He was pretty startled by it. I bet the thing was sitting in the woods all day waiting for us to leave...
