I wonder what they will think about us from our home. When we've house sat or house swapped whether or not we meet the owners, we can tell somethings about them and not judgmentally. It is more like learning about new friends only without words.
When you walk into our house you go directly to the clothes drying area. Certainly not pretty.
But then you come to a long galley way leading through to the next street. It covers Rick's office area, the living and dining area, kitchen, hall and bathroom.
There would be a good guess that we like art. Our walls are filled with paintings, most by local artists.
That we are readers are no doubt by the books. These are eclectic from a special edition with every document from the early American Massachusetts settlers to detective stories with a few political thrown in.
DVDs are often older US TV serials.
Hmm...anglophones live here.
Both the books and DVDs are more based on what is available in English in a francophone country. It is a see it, grab it mentality we have although we order books from other countries for our Kindles. Since mail delivery in France seems to be more a suggestion than anything else, we often are surprised when our order is delivered, but anyone house sitting wouldn't know that.
Our furniture is eclectic too, mostly bought from depot ventes, used furniture stores. A handmade desk, carved with a medieval craftsman workshop is certainly different.
There are many quilts. There were handmade by Rick's mom and my grandmother, but again a house sitter wouldn't know that.
They may be glad there's a washer and dishwasher but wish there was a dryer.
They may imagine a glass of wine on the patio.
The age of the house is only partially apparent in the stone walls and old beams.
Our bathroom lacks a bidet but it has a hose next to the toilet much like those used in Syria and other countries for hygeine.
They will learn about our friends and acquaintances when they walk down the street because Sherlock is talked to by almost everyone. I've even warned them about a teenage boy who will run up to Sherlock and pick him up an much face washing will go on.
Before we left we shared lunch and village tour with our house sitters to make sure they felt at home.
Our house sitters immediately developed a rapport with Sherlock, which is the most important thing. When we left Sherlock was on the man's lap.
Sherlock does care about possessions which he stores in the horde. After all an empty Coke bottle, several scraggly tennis balls, tug toys, a black stuffed animal and a rawhide bone. What can I tell about his character from it?
He's playful.
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