|Blue, Cammie, and Toby!!|
Don't be alarmed, but we had a disaster here at my house, this morning. My buyers showed up this morning, and they started arranging the top floor of my house, which I have completely emptied. I was in my bedroom, getting ready for my move by folding laundry. Mrs. Buyer came in screaming" Get your gun, Get your gun!" I've already packed most of them up, so the only one at hand was my Sig .45. In a flash I had it cocked and ready. I followed her into my boathouse, only to be surprised by my three dogs as they are growling and pawing at a skunk. They had the poor little fella backed up in the corner, and he was mad. I assumed the position, did a double tap, and ended his and our misery.
Mrs. Buyer picked up my 13-year-old black poodle, and put her in the bathtub. I chained Blue to the tree, and gave him his first bath ever. He actually kind of enjoy it. I use dish washing liquid, and when he was thoroughly soaped-up, I took him to the waterside and dropped him in the lake. We rinsed and repeated three times. I pressured washed the room out and then sprayed it with peroxide. For some reason, little Toby didn't get sprayed. Later, Mrs. Buyer remarked that I didn't ask why get a gun, and was amazed I showed up so quickly. She doesn't know me very well, yet.
Blue and Cammie
After their bath, they seem okay. They even smell pretty good.
Other than the occasional hiccup, things are going extremely well. It sure looks like this crazy plan of mine is going to work. The paper work is done and the moo-la is transferred. Damn the torpedoes and skunks.....Full Speed Ahead!!
My best to everyone,