She came home to give us dinner and was quite pleased with the bathroom as well. She doesn't know if she can walk on it, though. We were waiting to see what she thought of the kitchen, especially since Sergei left her a voice mail in very broken Russian/English, which she think meant "The kitchen, don't go into it." When she saw the blue tape, she understood. But we think she likes the kitchen. Tonight we had no problem eating, but she has to eat off of the very fine china and drink out of the very fine crystal because she can't go into the kitchen where the normal stuff is. She can't reach the silverware, so she was going to the garage to raid the picnic basket. Plasticware goes well with the good stuff! She could reach the corkscrew though. We think she might stay with us tonight. We hope so.
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