Best of luck with the home search, Fuzz.
In other news, I just returned from my first ever trip to Florida. I was able to see the ocean one night, which is really a spectacular view for me - I've probably seen an ocean from ground level two or three times in my life. My hotel was much more mundane, with the view from my room being that of a highway roughly 100 yards away. Yeah, the room was louder than heck the whole time...oh, well. Home again. I got home today around 1pm to find Niki very happy to see me, as I was her. I need to ask the woman across the street who watched her for the first time why Niki's water bowl was bone dry when I got back - it's never been empty after I've returned from a full day of work in over nine years, so that tells me that she didn't fill it up this morning (and I don't know for how long before that). Nice lady, and she watches other folks dogs, but something like that gives me great pause in asking her to watch Niki again.
Niki's currently snoozing soundly, though, so she's doing fine. Time to get ready and see if she wants to go for a stroll, as it's not very hot outside tonight at all.