It's Raining Cats and Dogs

It's been a while  since we've posted anything - and things were quiet for a while, but we had an amazing sequence of events which, of course, involved pets.  Last summer, 2016, the woman in unit 104 had a cat.  We knew she was moving out in July so we decided to turn a blind eye.  WRONG!

Meanwhile a new guy moved into 101 and promptly got a dog.  Of course, we told him he had to get rid of the dog, which he seemed to do.  At least the dog wasn't there when the Property Manager did a follow up check.

The lady in 104 moved out  - problem solved.  WRONG

Then 102 got a cat. and 103 got a cat.  Why?  Because 104 had a cat, so it must be okay, right?
By this time it's October.  And then we see it, or should I say, "them?"   Cat in the window, litter box in the bathroom - both 102 and 103.   Oh yea - and we also found out that 101 still has a dog.

Here's comes the ultimatum - Get rid of the pets or get out.  They all say okay and we think it's all good.  Then, in November, Diego had an unrelated chat with the people in 103 during which time they told us that their 5 year old daughter doesn't understand why they had to get rid of their cat when the people in 101 and 102 still had their pets.

So, we went back to them and issued the ultimatums again.  Get rid of the pets or get out by December 31.   The guy in 101 says that he'd rather keep his dog than keep his apartment and he would be out by Dec 15.

Flashback - last July we did a major renovation of Unit 101.  New carpet throughout, new paint on every wall and ceiling, scraped the popcorn ceiling.  It was pristine!

Now, here we are, six months later we had to repaint every wall all over again.  There were scratches, dings, gouges and dirt on every single wall.  Far more than we could cover with just a "touch up."

We decided enjoy Christmas and tackle it afterward.  So, by January 15th we had it ready to rent.  A fabulous new tenant - single mom - nurse - quiet - no pets.  Happy sigh.

What about 102, you ask?  I'll tel you next time.