To give the giant octopus more room to move, I hired a contractor to build a huge indoor pool in the living room.
The renovation workers were curious. One of them joked, "Are you keeping a shark at home?"
I laughed it off and steered the conversation away.
Before the renovations began, I explained everything to the giant octopus in advance.
It seemed to understand me. It hid itself well and didn't make a single sound.
Still, the lingering briny smell in the house caught the workers' attention.
"Your place has a pretty strong smell," one of them said. "Do you want us to check whether there's something wrong with the floor tiles?"
I handed them a pack of cigarettes, then pointed toward the corner where Ethan's sailing tools, clothes, and the leftovers from the octopus's meals were pil
