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Finally got a decent photo of our black pug. He's a beut! He has to think about things alot before dealing with them. He has to sniff and sniff and sniff on a spot and think about what it all means. While the boston terrier would just take a quick sniff and head out looking for things to eat or things to chase. The collar he wears has lots of spikes on it ... just to keep Sheba from chewing on it or using it to pull him around.

-- the substitute bus-driver and retired psychobabbler ...

Friday, September 24, 2010

Comparisons

Some days I feel like this old truck looks.
Like when I'm standing up ... 
and have to push my upper body - back, back, back - until it's vertical.
Uhn.  Sigh.
Or my left knee the past few mornings while walking the dogs ..
dull ache, dull ache, dull ache -- with each left step.
Of course, it didn't help hauling a pull-wagon up a ramp into the back of a semi-truck trailer ... hauling load after load of metal cans.
My wife couldn't believe that we had that much "stuff" 
packed into the camping trailer.
And it still isn't empty yet.

I'll give the body a day of rest ... and try again tomorrow.
(to empty the camping trailer)
:-p

3 comments:

Myhouse4nine said...

How is Grace?

sleepless said...

Nice analogy with photo !Good luck with all that !!

Freth Stifter said...

Abt Grace - see Kira's post on FB