MY SISTER FANNIE is down in So Cal visiting. This afternoon, she decided to go check out this little place in Trabuco Canyon that she thinks she might want to buy. She asked me to tag along."Maybe there'll be a fire sale," I said.
"Shuddup little brother," said Fannie. "Let's go."The house was on top of a hill with a great view of Santiago and Modjeska Peaks—which, by the way, seemed to be on fire.
(Yep, the Santiago fire is still burning, and if firefighters don't puff it out soon, we're in trouble, cuz the winds are returning tomorrow!)
The house was a bit of a wreck. A fixer-upper. Fannie didn't mind. She had lots of ideas.
She told me to take pics, so I did.
The woman who owns the house wasn't home, but the nice realtor lady knew her way around and showed us stuff. We met the cat and the dog, who were both very nice."I think the dog is a labradoodle," said the realtor lady.
I stared into space. "Labra—doodle," I thought.
I think Fannie liked the place."Maybe you oughta wait until that fire gets a bit closer before making an offer," I said.
"Shuddup. Just take more pics," said Fannie.
So I did.
