Pierre always finds the good spot.
What you can’t see in the pic, is that is fur appears mussed up because he is being very windblown…he’s laying right in the wind from the air-conditioner.
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Mortal Combat!
Blew the transmission in my lawn-mower last week. Sigh. A riding mower is important as, yes, I’m capable of push-mowing the entire lot, but that wouldn’t leave any time in the day for anything constructive.
The upper bearing on the power-shaft blew, allowing the pulley to vibrate so much it threw the belt.
Had to pull the ass-end completely off the mower and root around in its nether regions. Yes, a dirty job.
Pulled the tranny apart, beat the bad bearing remains out, pressed a new one in, and re-lubed everything. We will give her a good test tomorrow.
It was a simply amazing amount of work…every part wanted to fight.
Guess this machine simply hasn’t realized yet. I win, or I win. It should just cooperate. If I can’t fix it, I’ll take it apart into itty-bitty pieces and bury it alive…or maybe break out the 12-gauge and the breecher rounds.
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Suddenly…Roses!
The drought last summer was difficult on a LOT of landscaping. We have three peach trees, and for sure, lost one, probably lost the second (the best one), and the third *WAS* surviving until I doused it quite thoroughly in light hydraulic oil (not intentional AND another story…).
BUT, the flowers survived. The nuclear rosebush exploded a few days ago…I don’t believe I’ve ever seen a healthier rose bush. It’s got hundreds of blooms on it. It wouldn’t surprise me to see it grabbing people off the street for lunch.
And the 4-o’clocks have begun…
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Girls…
We were getting ready to travel. Two cats going with us, two staying. Two carriers prepped…each cat has their favorite towel and toys.
I watched one of the cats that was staying…one of the Siamese girls, systematically enter each carrier, and one by one, grab a toy, toss it out, follow it out and down to the floor, and then pick it up and hide it under the bed…all in the same pile. Rinse, lather, repeat till all toys were gone (about 5 toys per carrier).
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Meowgrometer
Meowgrometer:
*pet pet pet* *ZOT!*
*pet pet pet* *ZOT!*
*pet pet pet* *ZOT!*
Evidently the humidity in the house is low today. Poor cat.
CUAgain,
Daniel Meyer
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The rain on the inside.
Very heavy and steady rain this morning. A reality about an Old Vic, with it’s many roof lines and valleys and a problematic roof (various ages of the different exposures) is that it leaks. It doesn’t *always* leak, and it doesn’t leak much, and it doesn’t leak in the same place every time, but it does on occasion leak.
The cats *hate* this. If a drip starts in the house somewhere, they start tearing around the place chasing I-don’t-know-whats and do-ma-bobbies. The big orange one always manages to get IN the drip and get wet, and then comes and “talks” to me about it. Back and forth he goes. He obviously expects me to do something about the water dripping in the bucket.
One day I’ll spend a dozen thousand dollars or so on a completely new roof, and I’m sure it will just change the location of the occasional leak.
Fortunately I’ll have the cats to enthusiastically point them out to me…
CUAgain,
Daniel Meyer
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Got enough leaks in the roof already…
Sooo…pre-storm weather. 72 and balmy. Warm night for sleeping so I had the box fan on. Just me (and cats) all alone in this massive old Victorian house.
Box fan vibrates a bit and can “walk” on the hardwood floor.
See where this is going?
Middle of the night. Deep slumber. Box fan walks to the end of its cord and falls over. The redirected air blew a white plastic grocery bag in the air. The commotion (bang/rustle/cats scattering) woke me and all I could see in the dark was the glow of the white bag floating over the bed…my sleepy brain connected the dots (all wrongly) and I damn near shot it!
Sleep tight!
CUAgain,
Daniel Meyer
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Yep, good choice.
Y’all may recall here that we installed a tankless gas water heater in the Old Vic.
Advantages were no closet required, no stack needed, unlimited hot water, and economical.
It was a good choice.
We had a household full of folks over the Thanksgiving holiday. TEN for lunch Thursday. Twelve for dinner. Folks sleeping in nooks and crannies. Baths (huge ball and claw Victorian tub). Showers. Big breakfasts. More lunches.
I can’t even begin to figure out how to count how many dishes we washed.
Endless hot water. Flawless performance.
Did I mention the endless hot water?
Nice to have a decision validated.
Oh, another lesson learned…I am putting the biggest, deepest, 3 bin sink I can fit in a counter when we get to redoing the kitchen.
And…Happy Thanksgiving!
Did I mention the endless hot water?
CUAgain,
Daniel Meyer
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I’m prepared…
My bud, Pierre…the 26-toed Polydactyl, Maine Coon, Hemingway cat…likes to make sure I’m prepared for work.
This usually means giving me presents…small tokens packed in my duffel.
So…today, I’m prepared for whatever comes along…just as long as I need a caterpillar, a ball, and a pig (with bottlecap).
More about Pierre here.
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Daniel Meyer
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