Sometimes the dog – yes, like a cat – will drag some unidentifiable object into the house and proceed to eat it on the living room floor right at my feet. Last night was exceptionally bad when he dragged this thing into the house that I had to put my nose up against just to see what it was. Why would I want to get that close? So I could evaluate what I was going to pick it up with – after I pried it out of his unwilling grip, of course. Dead plant? Paper towel. Easy. But no….it wasn’t a dead plant. It was dead all right, but it wasn’t a plant.
Still Soft And Cuddly
No, not the remains of the rat – the dog. Even though he wrapped his furry paws around it, licked it, coddled it, chewed on it, he’s still a cute, fluffy little guy. What’s this got to do with real estate?
So Glad You Asked
I’ve been working on a short sale since June. I held my breath the week of August 29th when the bank finally announced that the September 2nd foreclosure sale had been delayed. I normally avoid buyer represented short sales just like I try to discourage Myron from bringing bony remains into the house. But the third-generation clients – not by age but by referral – saw it on the internet. They saw the photos and knew the location. They walked by. They looked in the windows.
I told them all the whys. Why it’s a bad idea. Why it will take forever. Why after waiting forever they could still end up completely disappointed and without a home. But what could I do? They licked it, coddled it and chewed on it.
What have you done for your clients just because they were cute and cuddly?