Saturday morning found us waist deep in boxes, papers, dog crates, and all manner of other junk in the Humane Society’s storage shed.
It was way overdue for a cleaning. Actually, folks have been piling stuff in there for years and I don’t think anyone has ever de-cluttered, at least not since I’ve been there.
There was a lot of sorting. A lot of trashing. A pickup truck full of papers to be shredded (really glad that job wasn’t delegated to me).
These guys worked while…
Jack and Jon ate rice crispy treats.
And I took pictures.
Yeah. We were a huge help. Pretty sure they couldn’t have done the job without us.
And we came home with a few things we definitely didn’t have before.