Saturday, March 9, 2024

Saturday Ramble: Stubfart Dawg Fights

 Well we just got back from Dawg Patrol out at Centennial Park. They closed down one of the ball diamonds for the winter and it’s for off-leash dawg use. It’s fenced off so the mutts can’t escape and they are kept in while they play. Today Hannah wrestled a big poodle named Oakley and got covered in dawg spittle and snow. 


Yeccchtt… might want to give her a wipe down..

The big poodles are much better than the tiny, yappy ankle biters. Oakley ran Hannah into the dirt but they both had a good time. The big bruiser let Hannah play with his ball and win a few tussles.  Ya can’t see it in the pic but her fur is all matted and gross. She died from exhaustion after the romp so that’s good.

Down in the Reclusium I’m finishing up my target loads with the .243. My current practice loads are with the 105 gr. Nosler RDF BTHP’s… but I found an unopened box of Hornady match BTHP’s and figured I’d have some fun with reduced target loads. (I dunno why…I just want to try them!) All over OyTube the gun tards argue over all the 6mm chamberings. There’s the 243, 243 Ackley Improved, 6mm Creedmore, 6mm Dasher, 6mmBR…It’s getting stupid out there for calibres. Some are literally ballistic copies of each other…  I just want a gun that’ll do deer and varmints and do half decently on the range while being easy on the shoulder. I’ll do the standard 243, thanks. If I need something bigger, faster or hotter I’ll just drag out a bigger rifle.



I was watching Peaky Blinders and the gangsters all put the names of their
arch enemies on a shell…and then whack them with it!
I figure I will do the same!
HAR HAR HAR!!!
πŸ˜‚πŸ‘

And speaking of thuggery…I got in something of an altercation with a fellow blogger. BW and I were at Tim Horton’s  and he found a great big wad of bubble gum under the table and he wouldn’t share it. I’m afraid we got in a fight over it… and…


He’s in the hospital and telling everyone that it was a car accident that put him there. I will let him get away with that fiction for now. The problem for active fellas like that is that when they get banged up…they can  get bummed out some days with the hospital scene and lack of mobility. He has an excellent travel blog and if you want to pass along your disregards…he can be found over there. Go cheer him up if you have the time; he’s a really good guy.

Today I’m taking my second big swing at a tobacco crop. I’m hoping that all goes well this time. My last crop crashed and burned but I learned a few things. Hopefully contraband weed does better this year. Maybe I should grow some medicinal pot for BW…? Maybe next year…

2 comments:

  1. Some of us old farts who have subjected themselves to a lifetime of self abuse are losing their vision. I am going to either have to kick my second favorite vice, get glasses, or ask you politely to increase your font size. I keep losing my glasses so...

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  2. Of course they got along. Poodles were hunting retrievers like the Labs.
    Steve S6

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