After less than 24 hours on the job as resident nanny and house- and cat-sitter, I can report the following bulletins:
Gigi (male) cat, having disappeared before I arrived yesterday, finally returned home this afternoon. Miraculously, despite the many downpours in the interim, he returned home dry. Do you think he has a little cat blow dryer stowed somewhere?
Having promised 9-year old permanent resident a special treat grilled cheese sandwich lunch, which I make by frying the toast sandwich in butter, I discovered the stove didn't work because the gas had run out. Spare gas tank was empty. Treat had to be downgraded to cheese on toast. Gas company was called. Morning delivery promised for tomorrow. Suspense, especially considering possible impact on soup preparation for salon guests.
To end on a cheerful note, homeowner, in response to my request, had engaged cleaning person to perform degunking work prior to his departure. Consequently I could return from morning school shuttle to a clean kitchen and a nap. Yay! (Mystery: could presence or activities of cleaning person explain disappearance of Gigi?)