Such a propane tank, if usable, likely goes to an RV. I have one for mine.

Looks cute!

looks like living there would be a fun adventure! think off all the neat stories you will be able to tell. i like it

Looks like fun! I hope you get it. :)

Well, the best properties make an impression. The impression I get from this one is 'serial killer'. Was the alarm to keep people out or the previous occupant in?

Strange. My impression is of a cute, funky place to bake pumpkin loaf in and maybe weave a blanket in the living room (loom with a view), and room in the yard to run around jumping in the piles of leaves you raked up for just that purpose. Oh, and heading down that trail with the dog.

I like funky. Any property damage in the turtle department?

I like it, although some features like tiny rooms might be a PITA to actually live with. It has character. Is that an old hand-pump by the wall?

With a bit of garden work, you could survive the collapse of civilisation there. Small windows prevent velociraptor entry. How secure do the doors seem against zombie hordes?

I have been OKd for the lease. This settles a family conflict that could have scuttled plans... we are cleared for approach and may sign next week if all goes well.

The turtle department is a tough situation. Turt and his crew should ideally move to a 75 gallon tank. He'll need a stand that spreads that weight out, and it'll have to be on a piece of floor that can hold the weight long-term. (The floors are uneven, but they seem firm.)

Even if the floors are a little iffy, you can just go to home depot and get them to cut a 2 foot by 4 foot (or whatever) sheet of half inch plywood, and flop that down on the floor to be a base to support the tank and stand. It will spread the weight out so the floor can hold it no problem.

Fabuloso. I wanna come to the house-warming party!

Cooool! Think of all the dead hobo storage that place must have!

Win-win... the dampness will help them decompose.

Just occurred to me, though, come the zombie apocalypse, a basement full of dead hobos is the last thing you want, if it turns out to be one of those re-animate-the-corpses type of zombie plagues, and not the more common bite-the-living plagues.

That's some good forward thinking, Zen. It's so obvious in hindsight, but I never would have made the connection until they were all banging on the basement door to get through to eat my brains.