G. Chris

I was looking at something, reminded of someone, G. Chris. He got some schooling with the G.I bill, when a degree ment something. Went to his place a few times, tagging along with dad, G. Chris wasn’t very good at poker, looking towards the gun cabinet. Always thought G. Chris was rich, nice car, beautiful shack, just thought he and his woman was rich. Was over there one time, spotted a can on a little shelf in a corner of his kitchen. Asked him about it.

” it’s all I could afford while going to school, that and macaroni”.

He didn’t say much about it after that, he lose another hand at cards.

Opened this box which was buried.

She made dolls as kid, when you don’t have anything, make it.

People think it’s hard now, wait till there is nothing.

Ever get beat in the head with wisdom?.

” you want something, earn it, work for it, you’ll take care of it and appreciate it so much more, if you don’t have the money for it, then you don’t need it right now, save for it”.

Medical stuff :

It’s probably some sort of OSHA haszard these days in a pinch, something to keep in mind

And in this corner… Ratdog!

Odin stopped by, first thing he did inhale ratdog’s food and washed it down with ratdog’s water.

104 pounds of Mastiff and lab, whose tail is like a whip, if it’s beating like a drum, you be fine, if not, well you’re a problem that must be dealt with.

Squeakers are a problem

About an hour later after Odin left, Ratdog came out of hiding with the look of ” is that monster gone”. Ratdog you’re fine, Thinking of Ratdog’s wellbeing, I was telling I have a Janome HD3000 leather sewing machine, and I have some serval, Ratdog, you’ll be styling, staying warm and even Odin will be thinking WTF is that. Why buy when I can make stuff. Some batting, velcro, maybe some danglies, like bear claws.

Until then Ratdog, the electric blanket will have to do