Well, he’s not dead… yet.
(Are Sims instantly cured when they eat Grandma’s soup?)
Well, he’s not dead… yet.
(Are Sims instantly cured when they eat Grandma’s soup?)
… Divine intervention!

Second chance, buddy. Don’t fuck it up this time! I have plans for you!
Life at the shack is quite dull. A few neighbours visit.
Cyd and Porthos head over to the local park to meet some of the locals.
Cyd Roseland and his dogs move into a little shack on the outskirts of town. After a recent con job gone wrong, it’s better for them to lay low for a while.
Money is still very tight. A yardsale helps to pay the next bill and enough is left to refill the fridge.
At the Roselands, the cats really own this place.
Chaz checks out some wedding locations. He’s a family sim at heart- and does his best not to be a douchebag at all… That isn’t really working.
They also moved out of the trailer park and into Tara’s old house, which got a (very) slight makeover. Really, it’s just Cyd’s bedroom furniture and a dog house for Porthos.