drama, trauma, DISTURBING POST!

well, no pics in this post... and soon you'll know why...

for some obscure reason, some wonderful person left a box in my carport. Inside the box is a yellow towel wrapped around something, and the something proved to be a dead dog.

I have no idea what they were thinking, I have no idea what possessed them to drop it here, but it has been an experience I do not care to repeat.

So, aproximately 7 PM, we call the cops.

the dispatcher says that animal control will not be working this weekend... so to put it in the trash. Due to the holiday, we do not have a trash pick-up till Thursday. Police dispatcher says put it in a dumpster. No Dumpster here. Nearest Dumpster is in an apartment complex, behind security gates... no help from police dispatcher.

Poor deceased beast is already developing an insect issue... so I get those thick lawn bags and double bag it.

About 9 PM we call a 24 hour vet, thinking they may know where and how this can be disposed of... no, we don't have anyplace to bury it. No, there is no dumpster. They give us a number to the 24 hour animal control hotline.

9;30 PM, animal control hotline has no answer. (it's memorial day weekend remember?)

9:45 PM call the cops again. They inform us that they will definitely have an officer there within an hour.

12:30 AM Cops bang on my door.

12:45 AM Cops leave, telling me they will definitely get a call in to animal control.

12.55 AM Cops call me, tell me they have put in a report, but that Animal Control will probably not be able to get here before Tuesday, as they probably aren't working. But, if the animal in question is under 20 lbs, I am allowed to dispose of it myself (hint, hint, nudge, nudge...)

1.15 AM, I am driving around with deceased animal in the back of my pickup truck, then putting said animal in the dumpster at the car wash 3 miles from my house.

1:30 AM, I am back home, drinking vodka and vowing that if anybody ever asks, that thing weighed less than 20 pounds.... and racking my brain to remember everything I ever knew about voodoo, because whoever dumped that poor animal in my carport must pay!

Now, do you see why there are no pics in this post?


Sorry, truly disgusting post, but I had to get this off my chest.

1st day back...

An absolutely horrid day back at work. It's not that I was overworked, it's that I was under worked. Literally spent about 2 hours sitting in parking lots in not very nice parts of Dallas, waiting for someone, somewhere to need something delivered...

Did find this beauty growing by the side of the road in a vacant lot I was waiting by... A pomegranate bush. They're fairly common here as ornamental fruit trees... this one didn't seem to have any fruit on it from last year, and since it was the only one around for a good mile, probably isn't getting the proper pollination. But at 8 feet tall and around, it was putting on a darned good display... I understand that these fruit bushes are native to near dessert areas, and thats probably why they do so well in our area.

But back to my point, I'm not the kind of guy who can sit around doing nothing for an extended period of time. I start to think too much. That's never safe.

It shouldn't be a problem tomorrow... I've got one of those extended long distance drives tomorrow. 97 miles to Bonham, TX. It'll take all morning, but it'll pay good... and I'll take my camera, since I might see something worth taking a pic of.

later.

busy, busy, busy day...

Well, I went to the flea market today, and found skanky clothes on the floor where somebody had stolen clothes and changed them in the middle of my booth. Now I should probably explain, that my booth includes floor to cieling windows on the street. So somebody stripped in front of a window, and switched their clothes, and left these seriously skanky clothes, I'm talking sweat pants with skid marks... eyuk...

so anyway, I finally got home, mowed the lawn and worked with my plants. Managed to calm down a little... it's just that sometimes people disgust you...

put together a new planter with a variagated agave I found, and did a flowerpot tree for encheverias ... but by the time I was finished, the sun was setting and I couldn't get a picture. And just as I was picking up all my tools... somebody driving by stoped to ask me about all my plants... and consequently restore my faith in humanity.

Anyway, I'll post a few pics later this week...