John and Dane took the old swamper out of the garage and put it up. It is working. Bubbi got so hot that he threw up in the middle of my bed and I had to change the sheets. It was midnight before everything cooled down. The birds stretched out their wings so I could spritz their armpits. i’ll be enjoying home today. Think I’ll cook a potroast. Might even bake a cupcake in my electric oven. I’ll put it on the porch so it won’t heat up the place. Tootie will be home tomorrow. Awaiting the report.