Alaska’s “Open for Business” and It Sounds Like a Warzone I’m watching my brother’s place in Homer, Alaska for a month. Just me, a dog, a cat, two chickens, and the occasional moose. The rental property, made up of three separate units, is connected by wooden boardwalks and snugly nested on a bluff overlooking Cook Inlet. I’m staying in the guesthouse, while Nobody the cat and Benny the dog have free rein over the main cabin. I’d enforce my human superiority over the pets, claiming the cabin as my rightful domain, but Nobody’s ubiquitous fur is anathema to my asthma.…