Scorcher today,,,
Spent the day re-decking our 20′ gooseneck toy hauler. The BIGBOY toys of skidsteer, bucket loaders and such.
In the sun,,,
No breezes
Feeling a little wrung out to be honest. Not much welding involved, just tacking on the rear angle plate that holds them down (left the front in place and slid them in) I know, not supposed to take that off, the boards are meant to flex and slide in the slots. I haven’t the means to flex the boards enough to make that happen; cut the danged thing off,,,,
Son of Bossman took the Peanut off to the shelter today. (yes, she had become something of a shop dawg around work.) She had worn out any welcome she had at first when she wouldn’t let GF of Son out the car a few days back. She’s been aggressive as all get out with the garbage men, the UPS driver and the meter readers. Sweet as candy to ‘family’ but defensive and dangerous to all others. I guess Son’s GF didn’t smell right or something, and she sensed the fear and fed on that.
He did find one that pushes adoptions, not just ‘shelter’, and is sponsering her for that adoption process. My fingers are crossed for the wee thing. Broke my heart to have to jail her in that crate to ship her out. The look on her face was one of “Betrayed”,,,
Tomorrow morning Bear-bear is going to be missing her buddy,,, I can already see the depression kicking in,,, Rufus had his moment when Milo passed on, Bear-bear gets hers now.
Yuppers, I have a whole slew of four-footed friends at work,,, those mentioned are just the dawgum population,,, the kitteh population is more fluid, with Reesee, the kat matriarch being the only long term one so far. Been a rough year on them as I have only seen Reesee and Ghost the last couple of months. I think Ghost is in training to take over Reesees’ spot as the matriarch. Reesee is quite long in tooth and losing more litters than she raises. Her mama, Shadow, was the queen bitch of the ‘hood in her day. Son of Bossman and I both saw when she rode Milo to the curb, clamped to his back like she had a saddle on him and wailing on his ears with a free murder mitten; him yowling and yipping like he had stuck his nose in a yellow-jackets nest and hauling ass,,,, She rode him to the street and we didn’t see Milo for three days. She put the fear of Kat into that dawg,,,
Here is the thing about the shop pets: they are all drop-offs or feral cats raised in the area. Every single one. Bear-bear is a great Pyrinese, absolutely the fluff queen, sweetest natured mountain of fur you could ask for, and she was dropped off early in her pregnency. She had 11 pups, and Bossman found a Foster home to take them in after she weaned them. Son of Bossman then had her spayed so she could stay on,,, she won our hearts that well. Rufus is a mixed breed of some form or nuther, and has the most soulful eyes you have ever seen. He looks at you and your heart just melts,,, And great with any kids that happen by,,, Loves the littles.
(apologies,,, no pics of Bear-bear,,, but imagine a dawg shaped polar bear and you have her image,,,)(I need to rectify that lack,,,,)
A day with my furry work friends definitely was a must after the rough start I had this AM,,,, When I started working on that trailer, Rufus climbed right up there with me and insisted on a half hour of belly rubs. I think he knew I was feeling off and offered his services (and recieved as well) to ‘chill out’. Heck, the bugger will climb under trucks with me when I am doing wrench work,,, On his back and “trying to help ” in his clumsy dawg-pawed way.
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WRSA is still down as I write this out. I am sure there is much going on, on that end and the Krew is hard at it. Bloody frickin scary that,,, Obvious sign of an intellectual war taking place, Nothing kinetic from our side yet, but Lawfare is a kinetic form of war IMO, and we see signs of that taking place all over the place.
Heads on swivels people,,, the clock is ticking and the TPTwB are getting antsy and desperate.
Keep on livin’
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