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Bruce, what in heck is that??

Pointy toed dancin shoes

Most of my shirts are disposables. 1 day of nicotine stains from greenhouse tomatoes and the shirt is ruined. Not worth trying to wash. I have just enough decent shirts not worn when farming.

I keep em on hand for weddings and funerals. I do have a couple of leather ties from the techno-pop days. Yanno back when skin tight jeans, padded jackets, and Portuguese fence climbers were the rage. Spoons, B 52's, Blue Peter, Elton Motello,.......

Been first across a few times. Shoulda soiled my drawers on more than one occasion. Running 6 Mile, full out, on an old Olympic listening to the ice breaking beneath me as I ran through one of the narrows.

Also been fool enough for several years to be first one swimming after ice out. First few seconds is mind numbing shock followed by sheer exhilaration and an adrenalin rush. Mind I was one of them Finns who jumps out of a 200F sauna to roll in the snow.(before the coronary )

The pics of Jack, smiling and full of glee, just warm my heart.

On the other hand, the icefishing pics are burnin my britches!!!!

When I was building houses, we refused to ever use chipboard. Would be perfect to use in Arizona and southern California. Here in Canada, moisture is a serious problem, and chipboard degrades quickly.

She'll come around soon enough Bruce. I know you have the gentle patience to take her fears away. However if I where YOU....instead of the stick fetching...I'd be teaching her to retrieve fishing rods thrown in the water

Et Tu Brute Oh so true

Molly certainly settled in quick.

However, it is obvious she has been abused. She cowers whenever I pick up my cane, or when you go to throw a stick for her to fetch. She'll realize soon enough that the cane is not for hurting her.

Between presents in the morning and supper later, the whole house has gone back to bed. Must be too much Christmas cheer

Me and the Christmas present, on the other hand have just gotten back from a good long walk.

May as well see what all our friends are up to.

Merry Christmas me bye.

Have a warm cup of cheer on me

Merry Christmas and a wish for good health in the coming year.

It's been like a morgue here the past week, since Peanut's passing. I needed a walking companion, and we needed some life back in our home. Even our 16 year old, Lucky, has done nothing but whine and whimper.

We decided to visit a local dog rescue to give someone a fresh start at life, just as we had done for Lucky.

Here is Molly.

She is a 3 year old hound that is friendly if a bit skittish, but so was our other rescue dog at first. She certainly has energy. We'll just have to see if she retrieves fish.

Merry Christmas

Hyvaa Joulua

Thank you again for all your warm thoughts.

From my family to yours, Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas my friends.

For those of the Scandi persuasion:

Hyvaa Joulua / God Jul

I've finally got things rolling full speed in the kitchen with lots of traditional goodies just waiting to be devoured.

I used Ford minivans with 3500lb tow capacity for towing, but they are not in production any more. That being said, having a family of 5 and all the attending baggage that goes with a family that size, a crew cab might do, but I'd be leaning toward a passenger van.

The night display is great. Stanley Ave is always open. Here is a link to all that is there.

http://www.wfol.com/

Ok. New twist on an old digger saying. Instead of "You stab em we slab em" When fishing "I slab em, you stab em"

To everyone, I and my Mrs thank you. Sadly, it was more than Judy could bear and she'll need to rest awhile.

Rockfish/Dave, you're a good friend. Thanks for those pics. I know she just loved to hang on you all day. Who you going to blame for missing fish now?

I know I can never replace her. Nor could I ever forget her.

Peanut being held by my very first "Peanut"

If the military document has the person's service number, Veteran's Affairs can look up his MSR. More detailed info might be available through the regimental archives. Be patient. THe QOR is a militia regt. No one is going to be there daily to answer e-mails, especially at Christmas.

He's a precious little fella. Cherish every minute.

A Christmas Carol with Alistair Sims has always been my favourite.

A close second, though hard to find, and rarely played is the original Babes in Toyland. An old black & white featuring Laurel and Hardy.

First, let me thank all of you for your kind words and wishes.

Despite the attack and the wounds. Peanut was still quite spunky and lively. Some of the injuries were healing.

Sadly the wounds to her skin would not heal and the skin kept deteriorating. It was only a matter of hours before it would begin to rot. I could not let her suffer. Now she is at peace in a far better place.

Many think, "big deal, it's only a dog!" Well she was not just a dog. She was an individual, a real personality who loved unconditionally and was loved. I've never known a dog to actually hug and not let go, or give a contented moan when you hugged it back.

But she was more than that. The past few years have been less than kind, as some already know. My wife and daughter would both be in hospital for weeks on end. I had to throw my son out because of the trouble he kept bringing home. During those lonely, frustrating days and nights, my only friends to turn to were my dogs. When I was ill Peanut stood watch over me. Every night Peanut always crawled under the covers to snuggle beside me. Peanut, especially was my ray of sunshine. Always happy and excited to see me as I walked in the door. Always ready to go the moment you mentioned "car", "walk", or "fishing"

She was my shadow wherever I went. Only exception was when fishing buddies like Dave or Bill came by, then I was chopped liver. But forever a happy dog. Even in these last days. I truly feel as though I have lost a little child.

I will surely miss her..

I am so sad to hear that the evil visits your wife again. My thoughts and prayers go out to you and your wife.

Another member of our family has just been found to have an inoperable form of the foul disease.

Don't need to put up pics of my 2 "hams".

They are anything but 'just dogs'. Lucky is an old girl, now , who just wants lovin. Anybody who has met Peanut can see it in the first 2 minutes. They are individuals with real personalities, just like you and I. Heck, Peanut wasn't even my dog. My wife and daughter got her without asking, and despite my objections. Yet, now, the thought of losing that bundle of fur drives me to utter despair. But I'm hoping she will get better.

Sadly, Simcoe, the Kawarthas, the Muskokas, have connection to both Huron and Ontario via the Trent/Severn waterway. Sadly, whatever was in the Great lakes will make its way into inland waters. It only takes a few years.