In our minds, we moved into George's glass house. We arranged our furniture in the space, we pictured ourselves BBQing on the deck all summer, and we located the best viewing spots for our cats' cat trees.
The kitchen had everything we could possibly need. Even two cheese graters if I recall. Heaters aplenty, we were kept warm and cosy when the weather turned. The bed and couches were comfy and the shower head's water pressure – OMG.
Maggie magpie visited a few times and was appreciative of our attention and pumpkin seeds.
Kookaburra made sure we exited before check-out time. He turned his beak up at potato chips and green beans. We reckon bacon rinds is more his style.
The view sells this place on its own, but George's personal touches make it spectacular.
We lived a dream for three nights and would recommend the glass house to anyone wanting to escape the real world for a memorable getaway.