A Good Foundation

Despite (because of) Ray's best efforts to regrade the soil along the foundation, we have had to call in the professionals. 

Where once there was a nice slope with reasonable drainage away from the house, there became, after Ray's arrival, a WWI maze of trenches and foxholes. So with the relentless, incessant rain as a constant reminder that SOMETHING needed to be done, we took drastic action and hired a crew. 

As before, with the large-undisclosed-amount-of-money-dog-door-project, the regrading project became the might-as-well-do-the-patio-and-front-walkway project.

The three guys arrived yesterday, and Ray was absolutely thrilled to meet all of them; until he found out that he was banished to the house while the work was underway. 

The extensive, purposeful trenching of the men put Ray's haphazard diggings to shame. Unfortunately, the rain started again this morning. The torrents have turned the trenches into canals. The poor, soggy crew are attempting to continue their work, and the poor, blind dog has abandoned all hope of being allowed outside to help. 

Ray-proofing in progress

Soggy crew

Not-quite-so-soggy-crew

Sad dog