The dang dog got out again - he broke out of the kennel without too much difficulty. We have had quite a hard time trying to keep him contained in the back yard. We reinforced part of the kennel by placing a piece of fence over the top in an effort to prevent him from jumping the fence. I let them hang out in the house last night after catching him but I think that in the end I was only rewarding him for making another jailbreak.
We left this afternoon to go check “Tall Ships” festival in downtown Tacoma. Prior to leaving, we locked both dogs in the kennel hoping that they wouldn’t be able to get out again. We must have crappy luck. Something set the dog off and he escaped - luckily - our neighbor directly across the street caught him. When we checked out the kennel we found that he had repeatedly smashed against the fence until it broke apart.
We fixed the kennel by completely covering the entire roof - we also chained him inside the kennel. We had to do the same thing to the last dog that I owned - she eventually hung herself during a thunderstorm when she tried to jump the fence while chained. I kept the chain short enough that he can’t get to any location where he could potentially jump and strangle. Hopefully this dog will be smart enough to avoid that fate. The kennel can now be called Dogcatraz - no dog should be able to escape this cage - if he does, he deserves to be free.
For the last few nights I’ve had one song running through my head - Thin Lizzy’s Jailbreak.
Let’s hope that I don’t have to worry about it again - if I do - its time to add hotwire to the rest of the kennel. That ought to slow him down.
I’ve dealt with it in the past and I didn’t expect to deal with it again - but - its happened. I have a spastic dog. Fireworks are illegal in the state of Washington - save for a span of about 36 hours around the fourth of July and new years. Despite the fact that fireworks are always illegal in the city of our residence, it doesn’t deter the ingrates that live here.
One of our dogs doesn’t react well to the explosions and he tends to freak out. On the third of July - when fireworks were illegal in the entire state - we had our first jailbreak. Lick had pushed the gate open and took Duke along with him for a run. Luckily for us, they ran into a yard a quarter mile down the road and were wrangled by some extremely nice people. They were just pulling into their driveway when they saw them. They stopped and opened up the rear door and the dogs hopped right in. They called the numbers on the tags and eventually we got the word from Leanne that our dogs were out. When we pulled up we saw two stressed but extremely happy dogs. We had only been gone for an hour or two so we were obviously concerned as to how they escaped and whether they would escape again.
We left again on the fourth to go down to a BBQ. Prior to leaving we locked the dogs in the kennel complete with a 7 foot tall fence. We also shut the front gate so if they made it past the first line of defense we hoped that they wouldn’t make it past a second. A few hours after we left we received a phone call from the same nice people that caught our dogs on the third - they had Lick but didn’t have Duke. We left immediately and Jessica dropped me off at the front gate where I found my dog in the back yard alone and distressed that he couldn’t get out. I took at look and couldn’t find any spot where he dug to get out - he jumped the fence - he jumped a 7 foot fence. Jessica returned with Lick and we stuck both in the back of the car and took them to her parents house where they had kennels complete with floor to ceiling fences. They made it through the night without issue. When we returned home I added another three feet to part of the fence to prevent further jailbreaks.
We brought them back today and stuck them in the yard hoping that the majority of fireworks were over. We had to run out to the grocery store to grab a few things and came home an hour later to find only one dog in the back yard. Jessica didn’t react well to the discovery. I put Duke in my car and started driving around the neighborhood. She drove off in her car and started searching all of the side streets in a two mile radius.
I couldn’t see anything from my car so I dropped it off at home and started by walking streets with Duke in tow. I gave up after a few miles knowing that the odds of finding him were low - really low. I came home and looked up the animal control and humane society phone numbers. I called both only to receive recordings. Jessica came back after some time and was still stressed because we had no leads - there was nothing that we could do.
Luckily someone found him. We got a call and drove a few miles away to find him in the car of a pair of extremely nice people. The guy, who was much larger that I am, was quite surprised by how hard it was to control Lick. He didn’t think it was dog - he thought he had a pony.
At the moment, both dogs are sitting at my feet and are quite happy to be in such proximity to us. Tomorrow I’m going to fully enclose the kennel - we’re going to hope that the fireworks stop and that I can contain our spastic dog.
We started with two dogs and traded one back in - she wasn’t a bad dog - she was just ridiculously lazy. We’re back to two of them and I forgot how much I missed having dogs. I moved away from my parents house years ago and that was the last time I had really spent any length of time around a dog. My last pet was a bit of a nut job and was banished to an outdoor existence after tearing the house apart for the last time - certain members of my family did not want to put the dog outside or place it in a kennel when we left home. She had a “bit” of separation anxiety and proceeded to destroy anything she could find - you know - dads shoes, any scrap of paper she can grab, the Christmas tree.
Our dogs live in a massive backyard and have plenty of room to roam. Violet, the dog we got in the trade deal, is a little skittish (still) and won’t roam far from the kennel area. She’ll get used to it in time but its a change of environment. She has a unique and disgusting habit - she burgles turds. Yes, after she or the other dog leaves uhh… waste behind she will collect it and place it in her dog house. Apparently, she has been doing this for years. I really don’t know why a dog would collect turds aside from eating them which is a bit odd - dogs normally go for cat crap, horse crap, pig crap, cow crap, and well - essentially any other crap but their own. You may not notice it when you look at the dogs in this picture but Duke and Violet are trouble - I just don’t know how much trouble they are going to be - yet.
I’ve got a few videos of the two dogs in action and they may only be interesting if you really like dogs. You may want to check them out because you can see the scale of the yard that I get the “opportunity” to mow.
Then again, you may just watch the videos if you’re bored and you’ve got a high speed internet connection. Whatever reason - here they are.
It is quite hard to find humor in my life here but there are a few things that make me laugh - daily - in Iraq. I took a few photos today of some things that make you laugh or just say huh? So, without any further delay, here they are.
This is a random bumper sticker stuck on a random room - and it makes me laugh every day. Its a shame this isn’t a real trailer park because we’d have overweight slobs sitting in kiddie pools drinking PBR all day long.
This sign has always seemed a little odd - as if we didn’t pay quite enough to the contractor to get it right. I thought about it for a while and the angle of the walker makes it look like they are trying to sneak across the road. Caution - people sneaking across the road! BEWARE!
For reference - here is a normal crosswalk sign
I looked a little closer at the image and noticed why he was sneaking
Damn, that guy is some brand of mutant! Look! He’s got lobster claws for hands! It’s no wonder he’s trying to sneak across the road - I now know why we should exercise caution - you don’t want to piss of a guy with lobster claw hands!
Look! It’s an oxymoron. You’ll see a sign that says “high noise area - hearing protection required” within two feet of “Silent Power.” uhhh…. yeah…. This is one of the MANY diesel generators spread across the base. I’m sure that most of the middle east gets their power in the same fashion and I’ve got to wonder what happens to them when they run out of oil - solar power?
Here is a shot of the sun setting - finally! It can also be used as a metaphor for my trip finally coming to an end. I’ve got less than 2 days left here and then I start the long trip home - I can’t wait to get back.
I extremely cynical and sarcastic and springing from these two vital parts of my psyche comes my sense of humor. I was browsing through my daily group of websites when I came upon a story that led to and idea - one that I knew would lead to a subpoena - if not leading to an arrest.
Comcast, a company many of us love to hate for their outrageous prices, deplorable customer service, and bandwidth shaping, has been placing green networking boxes in the yards of residents in areas where they are upgrading their systems. Traditionally, the equipment in the boxes would be buried but the devices create heat and must have access to some form of circulation. This is all fine and dandy. What they haven’t been doing is asking the homeowners for permission to do so. Now, I am unsure if they are placing these boxes on the private part of the property or if they are doing it in places where they and the city have “right of way.”
If they did it on the personal part of my property I don’t think I would complain to them or the city - I would simply have a little fun.
I would grab the keys to my car and scoot off to the closest Home Depot. While there I would purchase a couple of 2×4’s, two sheets of 1/4in plywood, and a few backs of Quickcrete. Have you figured out where I am going with this nefarious plan?
I would simply make “concrete shoes” for their box. I’m sure that when the equipment failed for the first time it would lead to consternation and lawsuits. I really didn’t damage their equipment - I simply beautified it! Its a shame that only the most hilarious of my ideas would land me a subpoena.
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