Nice To Meet You. Maybe.

Yesterday some storms come through the metropolitan area. Our neighborhood came out unscathed, but other areas reported heavy rain and wind gusts as high as 70 miles per hour. 

According to the electric company more than 89,000 houses were without power. Son Donald's house was one of them. And to add insult to injury, a loss of power at a water treatment plant meant that his neighborhood was also under a boil water order. No one could predict when either issue would be resolved, so Donald asked if he could come stay at our place. Hubby Tony and I quickly agreed.

The only hitch was Jackson the Cat and Donald's two Chihuahua-mix dogs. Jackson's pretty set in his ways, and his only contact with a dog was years ago. Tony and I wouldn't be there, so Donald came up with a plan to give Jackson his own dog-free area. But first he had to get the dogs into the condo.

Later in the day Donald sent us a video of the meeting. There was a lot of wary circling, but on the whole the encounter looked pretty civilized. Donald reported that after he stopped the recording one of the dogs got too close to Jackson, who gave him a swipe to let him know who was the boss.

Donald's plan is to work from home at our house tomorrow. It will be interesting to see if the four-legged critters continue to get along.