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WHERE'S SNUBBY??? I've got some info that may be vital to him and the understanding of the cats & their actions...
There's a black feral cat around town and he occasionally finds his way out to our house.
Since we got the two girls, Natayo's taken to being the guardian of the house.
One of his perches on the seat of our stationary bike.


Yesterday, the black feral cat came to our front porch and Nat. got all excited. Yowling, hissing and carrying on.
We shooed the intruder away but Nat was still in an excited mood.
A good sized mound of catnip brought him back down and mellowed him out.
 
I thought this was a church key opener... ?

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Does that open beer cans? https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Churchkey
 
There's a black feral cat around town and he occasionally finds his way out to our house.
Since we got the two girls, Natayo's taken to being the guardian of the house.
One of his perches on the seat of our stationary bike.


Yesterday, the black feral cat came to our front porch and Nat. got all excited. Yowling, hissing and carrying on.
We shooed the intruder away but Nat was still in an excited mood.
A good sized mound of catnip brought him back down and mellowed him out.
Is catnip anything like smoked brisket?

Just pretend this is hwitty.
 
While there is a bit of seriousness left in me... From the diary of C. Homer Bast, Commanding Officer USS Yolo (Radio call name, Prison Walls) off the beaches of Okinawa this date 1945:

June 26, 1945

Following an all night GQ in which only a few planes showed in an anchorage that was only partially covered with smoke, I called on Captain Brereton who greeted me warmly. He said he saw little of me and assumed everything was going all right. He said we had done a good job and he was glad we were getting some rest. His last words were to unload everything and stand by for orders. Now that the time has come, I dread the path ahead; it is filled with uncertainties and is uncharted.

In my haste to cover so many last minute details I failed to mention that Kume Shima, was one of the targets originally selected for capture. Its priority was downgraded until late May when Kume Shima was selected as a radar and fire director station site. Kume is some 50 miles west of Pt. Bolo. The island was scouted on 13 14 of June and it was learned that only a 50 man garrison held it. Captain Charles A. Buchanan in Compton (DD 705) was designated as the attack group commander. Only destroyers Gainard, Guest, Heywood L. Edwards, LSTs 1040(F), 951(H), 570, LCSs 368, 2, 74, 101, 103, 125, PCE 873, Bunch (APD, 79), PCE (R) 856 and Deliver (ARS 23) participated. The group was assembled at Hagushi. At 0644 the first wave hit the beach and by 0715 the beachhead was secured without opposition. The LSTs anchored in the lagoon on the eastern side. All unloading was completed by 1500, and ships departed for Hagushi at 1545. It was easy! The airfield on Kume was found to be only a sand strip. All that worrying for nothing!

I returned to the ship to learn that a tug, in coming alongside, punched a hole in the ship below the water line. The flaps on the bow door have also pulled away. Both are major repair jobs. Before preparing for bed after a double feature, I stood on deck and watched the life on the island. The night is beautiful but the wind and waves have kicked up so we think we are at sea. I should mention that around noon each day the island radio plays an hour of Lombardo music.



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We had a very nice bike ride out on the C&O Canal Towpath. Stopped for a little picnic then headed on home.
Did have one glitch though.
I was riding along with the chain in the big ring up front and my front knobby tire kicked up a twig and it caught in the chain just right, knocking the chain off the front ring and getting it caught between the ring and the crank arm. Crank stopped and I almost ended up in the river.
Somehow I managed to get unclipped, back on the trail and safely stopped.
My first thought was for Frankenbike. He was okay I got the chain back on and we continued on.
Of course I didn't have the camera with me.
 
Good Evening!

I'm tired, just got in. Wifey played Mermaid all weekend. She's beet red. But tomorrow, she'll be just a different shade of white.

I didn't feel good yesterday. So I couldn't think of anything STUPID to say?

But feel a little better today?

And in my travels today. I picked up a Nice ole S&W model 60 no dash. 1 7/8" Pinned barrel, in its original satin finish, made in the mid 70's? Most have been buffed or polished by now. It's filthy, but locks up tight and it's original. I need to dig in my wood pile and find some original service grips. It has a set of Hogue rubber boot grips on it now. That need to go bye bye!

I don't know why I bought it, other than being cheap! I already have something like 8 model 60's. 38's, 357's all barrel lengths, all dashes. I gave $300 for it. Couldn't pass it up! And something to piddle with.i love model 60's.

And to who, I thought was a Freind, that emailed me complaining about my STUPID posts on the forum. Maybe I will post a bunch more stupid stuff tomorrow? I'm too tired right now and still don't feel all that good. I'm passed thinking STUPID! But you never know, the night is still young!!!
 
There's a black feral cat around town and he occasionally finds his way out to our house.
Since we got the two girls, Natayo's taken to being the guardian of the house.
One of his perches on the seat of our stationary bike.


Yesterday, the black feral cat came to our front porch and Nat. got all excited. Yowling, hissing and carrying on.
We shooed the intruder away but Nat was still in an excited mood.
A good sized mound of catnip brought him back down and mellowed him out.

I adopted three feral black kittens that no one wanted. A first feeding of canned tuna gave life back into them. They wee hours from dying. Now there is a another feral black cat that comes here. The owners passed away. He's looking for food. I'm trying to feed him but I'm disabled for now. Hope to get better.

The tamed feral cats are my best mousers
 
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