Another day, another tale. I’d have put more into the processing of the images, but I feel sleety and drizzly (I wonder why) and an hour behind (not till tomorrow), so the tale’s the thing, and that’s all I got. Here, the Plot Thickens (plit thockens?), a continuing story of puppy duress, pride of ownership, and a great big mess that will take months to sort out.
Why is this puppy living, alone and lonely, in this dark stairwell?
Three wheeled and long necked. But strong as an Ox and far more interesting.
All the guys who’ve shown up here have been so nice. Even the ones who left their bottles of Power-aide and Rock Star in the bole of our aged Big Easter Egg hiding tree. This Moffett, looking like a goofy but eager three legged dog, showed up to carry in the lumber.
Here you see him “fetching” the wrong ceiling trusses. He doesn’t know they’re wrong. Neither do we, yet. But we’ll figure it out. Later.
Notice that he has to bring them in through the gates, into the drive.
And that the drive is flanked by a BASKETBALL STANDARD, which nobody here plays with anymore. What will the Moffett do?????
Extend his neck of course. Now he looks like an eager three legged giraffe.
But WAIT!! He has to make a ninety degree turn into the yard, and when he swings around . . .
INCHES from the window.
But he makes it. With a zero turn radius and a brain sitting in the driver’s seat, the Moffett makes this look like a beautifully choreographed bit of acrobatics.
Finished. Time to go home. This is the absolutely coolest part. Notice the excellent example of track pad calligraphy? Yeah. If you can’t read it, this is what it says: there are holes under the deck of the truck trailer. And the Moffett has these two – ummm – forks. Which actually make him a fork lift.
The forks can be (must be if you don’t want a really long ride home) inserted into the holes under the truck bed.
This is where the Moffett takes the “lift” part of “fork lift” very seriously.
He picks himself up off the road, and goes up –
UP
And tucks himself very neatly onto the back of the truck. This kind of behavior is more possum like that dog like. But possums cannot be talked into fetching anything. You can get one of these nifty guys for yourself – they only cost about $30000 used. And you almost have to go to the UK to get them. But hey – do they look like fun or what? The PERFECT food storage solution. Or you can use them to get cats out of trees. Or small children out of locked upstairs bathrooms. The possibilities are truly endless.
And here is the truck, with more wheels than anybody ever should have to have. I don’t know why it has so many wheels, but I bet it’d be interesting watching them rip into action.
And who is this man, courting a severe case of electrocution?
The G-ster. I tried to talk him out of doing the electrical. But he’s got his mind set on it. I’m just telling you this, so that – should anything untoward happen – you will all know that I told him so.
Next: WHERE IS THAT ROOM GOING?????
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