Friday, February 8, 2008

Cabinets started. Merry Miler back. Black Wagon done.



Yesterday, when I took Jay home, I stopped by Jim the mechanic's place, and he was working gung ho on the 72 pick up that he is restoring. He called later and said that he will really get on the Merry Miler today. I hope we get it home soon, as we have to get it washed, the rest of the drapes in, and 24 photos for the eBay listing. It is scheduled to start on the 14th. I have to have faith that it will sell to the high bidder, not like the Class C.

I picked up Jay and May. We put the wagon back together, and it took three of us with metric and standard sockets !

May cleaned and primed the old white cabinets that used to be at the Onalaska house. Jay and I started cutting and fitting the wood for the entertainment center. He re-installed the base, with the outlet in it.

May got her pay, and I know she didn't pay any bills with it, just partyed. That's it, as far as I am concerned.

I got Muffy groomed a little bit, and he will bring her back tomorrow.

Wormed the pups this morning, and will do it again, tomorrow. I feed them and clean up after them a lot.

Kenya told me about a special website where we can put pictures of our fosters. The ones that the proffesional photographer took of Blackie, Boots and Minkie were there.
I printed out Blackie's page, and took it to Sharon. I printed out her favorite picture to keep. Kenya said that the vet found the scar where Blackie was spayed, so Sharon is going to keep her. Vet said Blackie was 2 years old, so that goes with the time line, that she was Sharon's Dad's cat, and that she had found her way back here.

Jim brought the Merry Miler back, and as usual, said that it was a sod to work on.

May won't be here tomorrow or the next day. Might never be again.

Another 3/4 of a day !



Thursday, February 7, 2008

White B, Wagon, 2 Boarders and a Surprise !

The Second Chance Offer on the Class C was turned down by the guy. Why would he come all the way from CA to TX to get a MH ? He was just an aggravator. He had done it before.

Jay was going to be 15 minutes late as he had to get his mother off to Coushatta with Leo, her neighbor. I called May, and told her. Jay's mother took a while to be ready to go, another 15 minutes. Leo had already brought his dog, Muffie, here to be boarded at 7.00 am, and I picked up Jay's mother's dog, MaeMae, (who used to be my late DH's dog), and then we had to wait for May. She still wasn't ready, and was in a grumpy mood.

After coffee perked everybody up a bit, May polyed the ledge in the Class C, and another coat of hammered black paint on the wagon. It should be ready to re-assemble now. I was going to paper the dirty inside of the top drawer out of the kitchen in the White B, but decided to paint it. The shelves in the cabinets were grubby looking, too. So May primed and painted all that in nice clean ivory color. She raked the back yard, too, as I haven't had time. It gets raked often because of doggie leavings. It is kept clean.

Jay and I put the new hose on the inside of the washing machine in the guest house, and leveled it while we were at it. I also got him to redo the connections on the back yard sprinkler system, as they were all leaking. I was supposed to be grooming Muffie, but I knew work was at a halt until the wallpaper was up in the top of the White B where the entertainment center is going. So Jay and I got the front part of the two sides of it papered. Enough to start on the cabinet.

May's friend drove up while we were doing that, and May wanted to leave, and get $20 from me. Golly, that got me upset. Not her leaving, that was fine....but she knows that I don't keep money here, and I am not going to make a special trip into town to get any, that is not the deal.
She and Jay both have bills they have to pay, and don't. The whole idea is to get their bills paid by me, not buy beer. I got so sick and tired of folks (drunks) bothering me when I am working on the computer in the afternoons, and asking for money. So I just don't keep any here, and told them all to leave me alone in the afternoons. If they want some of their pay in cash, let me know at least a day ahead of time, BEFORE I go into town. I knew that she wanted it to get beer, and that chaps me.

I pay Jay's bills on line, so I don't have to fool with driving into town. He asks for maybe $5 every other day, so that he has something in his pocket, and I buy his tobacco when we go into Conroe, and take it off his balance. He cannot be trusted with money, and he knows it. I know he gets on his bicycle and goes and buys beer, but he knows not to put it in my car when we are out. He has got into so many thousands and thousands of dollars of trouble over his beer drinking.

Anyway, enough of that. We were just quitting on the wallpapering when this dippy fiancee of the late JD drives up, and goes on about a man throwing a pregnant Chihuahua at her, and it has pups that night. She has four little puppies in an ice chest, and doesn't know what to do with them..... well, you know I do. They were weaned but she had been feeding them cat food. I called Kenya, and told her I had them. Jay and I were quickly setting up the puppy pen in the grooming room, took the little wooden bed away from the kittens. (They have other beds.) All the time Kenya and I were discussing the pups, I was looking in the pet food cabinet to see if I had canned puppy food, putting newpaper in the pen, and placing a nice comfy rug in the ex-cat bed. They finally were out of the ice chest, and in more suitable surroundings. I remembered that I had some Purina Puppy Chow, and so I mixed some with Alpo Puppy canned food I found. They chomped down on that. They each weigh just over 2 lb and are 5" tall at the shoulder. "Dingbat" said that they were 4 weeks old, but they have just about all their dentition ! Tomorrow I will have to start them on the three day Strongid-T worming process. So, hard as I try not to, I am fostering dogs again. What a surprise !!

The day started out cold, but we were down to our shirts by lunch time.
I never did get Muffie groomed, as I had quite a day.

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

More grooming, more parts pick up.

Mindi called at half past midnight, and said that she wasn't going to pick up the poodles, after all. So maybe I can get started early and get them all groomed. But I also have to go back to O'Reilly's to pick up the last power steering hose for the Merry Miler. So I drove into town early, before I picked up the help. Told them that I was going to do that. I still got them picked up by about 8.00 am.

Meryl put another coat of poly on the wood for the cabinet doors for the white B, and the dinette ledges in the Class C. She also got another coat of paint on the wagon. Jay found the leak in my washer, fixed it. Then looked at my other washer in the guest house, as it has started leaking, too. It needed a hose that goes from the tub to the pump. I bathed Punkie, and Jay brush dried her. Then he got the water hooked back up to the sprinkler system in the back yard, as it isn't supposed to freeze again. I just can't watch them and concentrate when I have grooming to do, so we knocked off early. We are behind on the "First of the Month" stuff, but he couldn't think of doing any of that.

I got some more done on the poodles, then I had to take Blackie the black cat to Kenya in Conroe, so that she could get Blackie spayed tomorrow. I met Kenya, then went to Wal-Mart, and picked up the stuff I needed there. On to the appliance repair place, and got the hose for the washer, and then to the Ford house for a part for the Puddle Jumper. The counterman finally found out what that part did, didn't have one, and couldn't get one. It is to stop interference on the radio, which sounds fine right now. So it is not that important. I couldn't tarry too long, as I have someone coming to buy the gas stove I have for sale, and more grooming to do. Maybe I will have time to eat tomorrow !

Finally got the last poodle done, and all their nails cut. The folks picked up the stove, and Mindi picked up her poodles at nearly 10.00 pm.
What a Day !