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I'm thinking beach and some chicks for stubs.

The continuing saga of Mr Stubbs.

No beaches or chicks here. We're not in South TX after all.

Stubbs, front and center for the start of the 3rd period last night.



Sleeping with Breeze (not with the fishes, he's not pissed off this Italian enough yet for that)

Is there a Mrs Stubby? Does she like to fish?

Stubbs is such a little genitalman , he insisted on helping with chores at sunup. I was willing to let the little fella sleep in, after the cross country trip, jet lag, and all that you know. But he was up bright and early. Didn't even need coffee to get started. Dude is tough, low of 17F this morning with a 90% humidity level from yesterday's wet snow. Brrrr. I asked, but he didn't even want a coat.

Feed and water for the girls in the Gulag:



And he went with to feed the emergency winged food supply (quail, Eurasian doves, jay, even the juncos if need be.) TEOTWAWKI you know, could be right around the corner when all the vaccinated folks start zombifying.



Please note, Stubbs has asked that when he's vertical he'd like his "bead" to be on top, as he considers that his head and he believes his profile shows better in pics that way.

The little guy even wanted in on the homemade sourdough bread deal this morning. AFTER it came out of the oven of course.



Who knows what the future holds for the magnificent Mr Stubbs. A trip up into those hills behind the 7Acre RANCH! this afternoon or tomorrow? A trip to the refuge to see some cranes, geese, and swans and stuff? Or maybe I get him out back and split some wood with him. Too cold for gardening.

Decisions, decisions. It's always a problem with visitors at this time of year. At least we're not snowed in.

Girls in the gulag sounds interesting. My friend wants photos.

Hey Geno thanks for the pic of Stubbs and the whippet. Cool dogs, a cousin of mine has had multiples of them.
All good till one of them chewed their French doors out of the doorway.
Chewed glass, wood and blood everywhere!

"They call me Mister Stubbs."

Uh oh, starlings spotted on the perimeter wire at the Gulag. Attempting to maneuver into the feed and water area. Stubbs to serve as spotter at the sniper's hide.



We got the shot away, Stubbs calling come ups and stuff, but I think he had me hold off left a mil or two too far. I saw the varmint swoop off at a downward angle to the west, look like he'd end up in the garden beds, but it must have been an evasive maneuver learned from avoiding hawks and such. No enemy kills found. But tomorrow's another day, and the good thing about starlings..................another will be along shortly.

After a nice midafternoon nap, time for more chores around the 7Acre RANCH!.

While on the way to the shop to get a wrench, Stubbs noticed the big yellow thing parked next to it. Like most kids his age, and many men of an older age class, he wanted to start it up and move some dirt or something. Maybe he had training with Tonka Toys like a lot of Boomers, maybe his gramps still had his?

"Please Geno, Please can we play on the tractor?"..............................."sorry Stubbs, we've got other kinda fun stuff to do"

Off to the backyard for some fun killing another type of "varmint" (them dang varmints abound, everywhere all the time eh?)

Springtime around here call for firing up the weedburner. Somethings just have to die, and we are averse to spraying in the backyard where the dogs are. Besides, it's much more fun to watch these little things fry. And they are small, that's 3/4 minus gravel in the picture. Stuff in the lower left is red stem fillary, not a problem for me or the dogs.

A "good job" to anyone who can ID these at this stage. One of the earliest blooming weeds in this territory. 17F last night, snow on the ground this morning, and some of these have blooms starting already, as is evident in the ones at center right:



So Stubbs got to help cook some vegetable matter this evening:



All in all, from appearances at least, Stubbs appears to be enjoying his first full day here in the outback of Calioto. I only wish there were more outdoor opportunities of the hunting and fishing variety at this time of year. Even ice fishing would be sketchy as some of the colder, higher elevation areas are getting up toward the 50's with bright sunny days like today. You'll not get me out on the ice now.

More tomorrow before I start getting him ready for another ride in the mailman's truck.

Done right that could be very interesting......

Youinz better watch it:

Stubbs fall guy
About to be rich Guy
And missing guy

Possible recipe for a monster april fools shlt sandwich.

How does stubbs feel about asian chicks?

Very entertaining, thanks Geno!

Stubbs is all about entertainment value...................given his origins.

kamo_gari knows how to make the best of the situation, that's for sure.

I'm just trying to be a worthy assistant.

I could only guess..............

I've just become aware of this thread.......

Also was somewhat volunteered for Utah.......

You may never want to go back to Mass

I will show Stubbs her pic. He may approve. I see a particular spot there he might want to snuggle into for the evening..................or longer.

This is taking me a moment to absorb.

Stubbs out for some Vit D gathering on the afternoon walk with the fam:



And everyone is a little Irish on St Paddy's day, right? Stubbs with the corned beef dinner.



My wife and I have incomes, so once a week or so we "stimulate" the local economy by eating dinner prepared by others. Saw an ad in the local rag that our nearby Lodge was fixin' the corned beef stuff. Called to order two dinners when they opened at 4pm, for a 5pm pickup, then went for a walk with our guest and the pups. Got home, dropped off the pups and Mom, got in the car and drove to the place. Upon arrival I was asked if I was "so and so". Nope, I called at 4 and left the name Geno. Oh, well these dinners are for the "so and so's". I took a stand on the other side of the lobby and watched the show while I waited. A few folks came and went. Masked and maskless, me of that latter variety, but socially distant as that's the way I am anyway.

Finally, 5:25 or so, the gal comes over. "There was a mix up with some of the to go orders, yours is being prepared right now."

OK says I, thanks. But, I'm about a half hour past my dinner time and I get really grumpy when I get hungry.

She went about for a few minutes, came back and says "One of your dinners is being comped"

Good by me. I was going to leave them a good tip for the two dinner price, being as how there is some Irish blood flowing around. Instead, I left them the two dinner tip and only had to pay for one dinner, therefor leaving a higher percentage for the actual workers today. One guy was all decked out in green clothes, so I think at least one of the employees was a fellow Irisher.

White Claw or Pabst?
Maybe a nice Guiness tonight?