other dog

I bought a pair of chrome ones with the bulldog on them for my truck. One dog's looking this way and the other one's facing that way.

I'm just mad...and angry...irate... and hurt-I don't know what to do. Really nothing I can do. Jobyna just popped me upside the head,then threw the phone book at me after I told her if she wanted to leave I'd help her pack, and haul her stuff...where ever,as long as it was away from here. Not the Brookneal phone book either,she went with the much,much larger Lynchburg book, complete with the yellow pages. I told her she was lucky she's a woman,or she'd be dead right now,cuz i'd have killed her ass. This dog here has been here longer than I have. I remember the first time I saw him,standing on the front porch looking in the door grinning-he had an over bite or something,and he always looked like he was grinning. He was as big as a shetland pony and there wasn't a mean bone in his body. He was just a big overgrown puppy,loved to play.His tail was about 4 feet long,we always called him "big tail". When ever i'd come home he'd meet me in the driveway like Dino meeting Fred Flintstone. He chased cars,but he was very selective about which ones he chased. He'd be laying in the back yard sound asleep, but when he heard a particular vehicle he'd jump up and run to the road and chase it. Most he paid no attention to. He never bothered anybody or anything. We fed him,and I wormed him several times,because you could count every rib he had at first,but afterwards he was fine and healthy. He was a happy dog,living a dog's life. Then the a-hole family moved in next door,with the whiny little brat-the one Jobyna sprayed "Off" on before,and he ran home crying like she'd sprayed him with high test gasoline and handed him a lit sparkler. She called me Tuesday crying when I was on the way from Birmingham to Pittsburgh and told me the dog had jumped up on the little bast-oh,might not oughta say that here, little...uh...kid next door,and his fat a$$ bitc...uh,oops-er,momma called the animal control officer to come get him. Never mind that they'd been playing with him when he jumped up on him,throwing toys to him,and he'd bring them back. Animal control (the dog catcher) came and put a noose around his neck ,threw him in the back of the truck and hauled him off. She said if nobody claimed him in 5 days,he'd be euthanized. Killed-put to death-for doing nothing! I wish I could go rescue him,but like my momma said, if I went and claimed him the next time he jumped on the little bast-sorry,I meant whiny ass little brat,they'd just sue me. I have less than an acre of land,no fence,and he's never been tied,so he'd probably go crazy or strangle himself if I tried to tie him. I'm glad I wasn't here when they took him away. I've been known to act first and think later-like the time I threw that big mug of beer,mug and all,on that softball team in the Red Lobster in Lynchburg. But that's another story. Ive asked everyone I could think of if they wanted a dog-nobody did. He's a good dog-I liked it better when he was on the front porch barking at sun up wanting breakfast than since the sorry a$$ good for nothing deadbeat neighbors moved in...needless to say,they're not on our Christmas card list. I hope they're eaten by bears...just kiddin' On second thought,Old Bill told me to always be honest-I really do hope they're eaten by bears. I thought a lot of that old dog. Then I found out today that Rick Wright passed away Monday,the 15th. from cancer. Hope somebody has some good news... Big Tail update-good news- http://www.humanecampbell.org/animals/detail?AnimalID=910519 I called animal control before I left Monday to see about rescuing Big Tail and they told me to contact the humane society. I called them and I talked to a very nice man there, totally unlike the dogcatcher who picked him up, and seemed to enjoy her job way too much-she's the one who told Jobyna the dog would be euthanized in 5 days,which was totally false. The guy I talked to at the humane society told me they had to hold him for 5 days before they could do anything, to give the owner time to claim him. If he wasn't claimed in that time then he became the property of the county,and would be put up for adoption. He said they only euthanized animals that were considered mean or dangerous and "that's a very friendly dog". I said "I know". I wish I could get him back myself,but i'd better not. I am gonna make a donation to the humane society though, and perhaps pay for his shots and other boarding fees that have to be paid before he can be adopted, that way he might be adopted quicker. If no one takes him i'm gonna get him and sneak him down to the shop so he can be a junkyard dog. He always told me he wanted to live in upstate New York though.

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Rob has never been-aww,never mind

is that like winter bush? ,or...uh..,I really like Cannon Ball,an old Canadian TV series. I have a few episodes on DVD. I like bush myself,but a lot of people don't. Bigger the better. Anyhow,..uh, Democrats and tree huggers-they're tryin' to kill us all.

Once again- I'd forgotten about that! Wow,Rob-he's tha' man!

Amen Brother! ...speaking of that,wonder where Bulldog Man is? ...might oughta organize another search party

This time I'm serious (no-really!)-that is so true.

this is a skippy-aisle 3, at your local Food Lion store

this is true,but my buddy Joe was right there for me

man, I never thought of that-that's really good advice. My poor old mixer sits out in the sun 24 hours a day

yes...Rob has never been known to be wrong about anything-yet

are y'all talking about ME?

at least that's an easy fix. just go to Wal-Mart and get some 25 lb. dumb bells. Start out doing about 15 reps curling them every morning and every evening. When you get where you can do 40 or 50 reps without breaking a sweat,pitch the dumb bells and use old brake drums instead. When you can do the brake drums 40 or 50 times you won't even notice it's got manual steering. Or you could power steering on it.

I thought that was a myth-maybe i'll do some online research so I can identify it and go on a ginseng hunt

actually I found it's 3 1/2" pipe instead of 4" so Jimmy the mechanic took the old piece with him.He's gonna take it to a place in Appomattox that can bend up to 3 1/2" pipe and try to get a new one made. We sent Jeffrey to Powell's Truck and Equipment in Lynchburg to get a piece of 4" flex pipe and while he was gone we got 2 4" band clamps to connect the flex pipe and went over to the truck with them-that's when we discovered it was 3 1/2". I'd never measured it, just eyeballed it and assumed it was 4". You should never assume anything, and measure twice and cut once, and don't count your chickens while they're in one basket...or something. Yeah,my jaw's pretty good now,thank you. I guess-I took antibiotics for a week,but there's still a red place on my gum. Nothing hurts though,for the time being anyway.

Besides turkey season approaching, it ginseng season "actually no season for it" just everyone is on the look for it. Good point James. wish I had about a pickup truck load of ginseng. I wouldn't know it if I tripped over it,but people around here,or more up towards the mountains are always on the lookout for it-kinda like gold!

yeah,that's what I was thinking. Hate to take the easy way out,but it's probably my only choice. Well,I must be off to Chattanooga.

the Emeryville was at Gary's too. I asked him if he was gonna restore it,and he said that was his first thought,but it was further gone than it looked so he's scrapping it. He did say I could have the wheels off it. And my exhaust pipe blew out yesterday,right at the bend where it turns up to the muffler. You can see a hole right behind the step in one of the pictures.By the time I got back to Concord you could stick your hand in it.Since there's probably none to be found with the right bends i'll probably have to put a piece of flex pipe on it. I don't know if any muffler shops around here can bend 4" pipe,or what it would cost.

Canadian bear...

Went to the annual benefit at the Toga Volunteer Fire Department today. I took some pictures there at the car show,but I left and went to see my Mother and Father in Cumberland,Va. before everything was there...it had just got started good when we left,and was about over by the time we got back. Stopped by to see my oldest son on the way back,and gave him his birthday present...his birthday was August 19th,so I was A little tardy. I took pictures of what was there before we left,then a fleet of big Mack trucks in Cumberland,then on the way to my son's house saw the "truck of the day"-A beautiful Diamond T (that's not how you spell beautiful is it? it just don't look right...never mind,i'll ask Rob later) sitting in Gary Barr's yard.So we stopped and I chatted for about an hour-if you check out Old Bill's website and read my entry in "How You Got Started in Trucking",he's the guy that was too young to drive out of state.We ran several trips to the west coast together before they found out,and was practically born in a truck. He can wheel! Hadn't seen him for years,and it was a great time! His daddy had a Diamond T,and I remember Gary driving it to school...really! I thought it was the same truck,but he found this one in New York and brought it home. It's smaller than the one his Dad had,gas engine w/a 5 speed and 2 speed rear. So,i'll just put the pictures in a gallery because there's so many,and i'll be looking forward to seeing Paul's pictures from Watt's Mack's open house-would have liked to have been there,but it just didn't work out. I also took a few more of my mixer,because I waxed it yesterday,for the first time ever. So check out my albums for the pictures,i'm starting to post them...NOW!

"There's no need to fear...Underdog is here!" Rob comes through again! Rob has never been known to be wrong about anything...yet.

...oh

on second thought-I always wanted to see Canada too. Now even more so...no offense. Andrew Boyer sent me this picture,with this caption: This picture is from Western Australia. Take a careful look at this picture; see the size of the snake and the roo being pulled out of the water.

yes,i'm rolling right along