October home visit status report

[EDIT: Consolidation of previous three overly-wordy posts]

A busy week for an old fart! I got the last important visibility modification completed today. So I have:

added headlight modulator
added stop light modulator
added turn signal indicators that I can see easily
added air horn (FRAMP instead of meep meep)

Also, the trailer has been prepared to haul Darth. I am operating Darth on a six month learner’s permit.

Annie T. Dog passed her renal function test at the vet. But she is aging in an accelerated manner now. I know that she doesn’t feel well, but I do not know what is bothering her. She is on antibiotice for two weeks. I guess that can be expected of a dog pushing 15 years.

I had a battery of blood tests, but in the manner of today’s medical operations, I will never hear of the results unless I make an appointment to visit the doctor. Then he will fumble through my folder and not be able to find it. Unless Congress can instill some level of disicipline in medical care, no changes they can make will improve it.

Clunker Dodge Intrepid is sold.

That is all for a while. Now I have to clear a place in the garage to park it to protect it from theftsitting in the front yard. Also shovel half the house into the garbage can.

For the rest of the visit at the house mundane entries will be avoided. (Barth is feeling more and more like home instead of the house.)

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Home-agin, and Annie attacked

I arrived home at about 1 PM today, and set about buying a trailer for Darth. Hopefully tomorrow I can get Darth off of the back of Lone T. Ranger. Assuming I can get my blood pressure down.

On my casual sundown walk of Annie down the road, she was viciously ambushed by a rogue pitbull. I mean vicious, no barking, no warning, just a lunge from the bushes.

My mostly misplaced kicks caused it to scurry away. But the attack was so vicious that if it had been after me, I would have been helpless.

I called the sheriff, reported the incident and the alleged dog’s owner address. They will ‘talk to them’. Yeah, right. as if that will do any good.

I told the officer that I absolutely would kill the dog if I get close enough to it. He said that there ‘might be a problem with that.’ I told him that problem or no, if it looks at me or my dog, and if it is close enough, I will shoot it. That I will not cower in my own house.

Tomorrow I may take Annie and a shot gun down the road where it lives to see if I can lure it out. Since I am already afraid of it, I will feel fear for me or Annie, and resolve the problem.

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Arrival: Elephant Butte State Park, NM

We all arrived safely after a gusty wind drive from Manzano. The awaited UPS package did not arrive until after noon, but that is better then after dark.

We, Barth, Annie, Lone and the as yet unnamed scooter are parked at a dry camping space with a view from above the Elephant Butte Lake. Approaching closer to the lake was discouraged by soft sand.

Elephant Butte is named from a butte that looks has a likeness to (surprise) an elephant. I looked all around for the butte that looked so, but could not identify one. Tomorrow I will probably get someone to sketch or show me a drawing of an elephant – apparently I have forgotten. I did see one cloud that might have looked like an elephant for a fleeting moment.

It was too late to drive all the way home, so we stopped here, a State Park that I had not visited before, or after. This may be the place for two or three days, mais-well look around before leaving.

Having not eaten out for a while, I went through Truth or Consequences in search of a Mexican restaurant. Only one was spotted through the entire town, though others must have been overlooked. This is after all New Mexico. It did have a tasty fajita plate, placing a blueberry cheese cake in the empty places to pad out the stomach.

The next stop may be home (house). Barth has begun to feel like home recently.

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