She's a good dog. Now she is inside in the conditioned air and chillin'. She was born on a farm 10 years ago and was given to me when she was 4 months old.
The woman who owned her mother dog once helped me build a solar wood drying kiln in my back yard. I taught her what I could about construction but she never learned to be careful or very particular when it came to how to keep the surfaces of a building blemish-free. She was a mess, is what I am saying.
This is a picture of the drying shed and my old dog making sure the stacked slabs of wood were safe.
But for all of her carelessness she (the woman, not the dog) did teach me one thing, and that was how to properly tie a running knot in long extension cords:
So there you have it - I can now keep my power cords tidy and readily accessible, I got a great dog out of the deal (although that happened years later and in a round-about way) then the woman went crazy and moved to upstate New York - which, from what I hear, is a thing.
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I was walking around one of the Minneapolis lakes last week. It was 95 and humid. A young woman w/ a golden retriever had the well coiffed dog do a sit down strike on her. The boy was hot and probably thirsty. Myself and another woman gave the owner the OBVIOUS solution. Let the dog cool off in the lake. But that was not an option for this prissy owner. Fucked up mindset.
Allen has flash and regular flooding in his area. Anyone heard from him lately?
I hope he is keeping his head above water. I think he commented here a couple of days ago. DBQ seems to be missing in action, but I know how life can be.
95 here, but it's a humid, wet heat, so we have that.
Me? I'm well, and somewhat cool. It's only 65ยบ and cloudy with sprinkles. Some rain Sunday, but not enough to flood. Up nort around Superior WI a lot of road and bridges washed out with the heavy rain up there. Hopefully, it will be dry tomorrow so I can mow the lawn. Working on a wood hauler that will mount on the drawbar of a tractor. The tractor was running poorly with a lot of white smoke coming out of the exhaust pipe, so I pulled the head off and sure enough there were a lot of small cracks in the head. Had to buy another used one since they don't make them any more. A 1949 model. And so it goes...
Good dog!
I moved back west to get away from the hot humidity all summer. Bleh.
I got a lot of work done in the heat yesterday but so far I have not ventured out yet today. Maybe some lunch will fortify me against the inferno out there.
AllenS - glad the floods are not in your area, and I am sorry to hear that your tractor needed a new head - heck, that thing was barely broken in, right?
I mowed my yard Sunday, which I hate to do, but I wanted to get it out of the way. It was uneventful, although my neighbor says I should have been running a hay baler - I think that was a comment on how tall the grass had gotten - hey, I had an excuse, my lawn tractor (ha - what a misnomer - it's a riding mower) had broken down and I had to drive to town to get a spare part. Some excuse is better than none, I always say.
That knot neatens the place up nice. And upstate New York is a magnet for the unstable. I would've made a great yes man.
Sorry Allen. They had local reporters in Danbury, WI showing a damn break and flooding and guv declaring disaster. I thought that was your neck of the woods.
Sixty Grit, I was annoyed as soon as I saw that picture of your cords cleverly displayed with their fancy knots that never get tangled up. I've got a lifetime invested in developing the skill required to untangle a cord quickly and smoothly on a job site without losing my temper and cursing it like some others do. You could say I was the 'untangler' but now the show-offs with their own variations of tangle free cord storage are getting all the attention and nobody is impressed watching me sort out a pile of electrical spaghetti.
LOL - I was that guy right up until I became learned in the ways of cordage. The teacher arrives when the student is ready.
I used to spend hours untangling my jumbled strands of Christmas lights then I built a wooden frame in the shape of the outline of a small conifer and attached the lights to that. I put some bags on it, haul it up to the attic, then back down at Christmas time and never again shall I deal with tangled strings of lights. I was patient with them, but my patience was sorely tested that week, I'll tell you what.
Looked up flooding at Danbury, which is about 50-60 miles north of me, and yes, a dam broke because of the rain. We didn't get that much rain here. Just a nice shower or two.
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