Pictures soon

Richard · Dec 29, 2003

Words do not describe my fury, hatred, anger, pain and otherwise, ugly dispostion. Maybe pictures will.

I took film out to developer this morning and will add more later.

If this posting stagnates & dies, it doesn't matter to me. If anyone posts curiosities as to what's up, thats ok by me too. I'm still in such a stage of rage that I'm not saying anything yet as I do not have the words to convey my thoughts.

Be warned though... many of you will likely feel my pain.

As a indication of my rage, had I arrived sooner it's highly possible that SOMEONE (might have been myself /forums/images/graemlins/crazy.gif) could have ended up in a body bag. Had it NOT been me, it would have been done by my bare hands...and no, I'm not being dramatic. I met a very ugly side of myself December 26th (a side willing to literally break another humans neck)

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PTFarmer · Dec 30, 2003

Can we talk about it ?

Richard · Dec 30, 2003

feel free to, but I prefer for MYSELF to not say much until I get the pictures back and let them do most of my talking for me.

"in real life", I'm a fairly easy going, decent minded, polite person that 'most' or at least, a lot of people woudl tell you "is nice".

I'm afraid I do not have a proper command of the english language to politely convey my thoughts about what happened. Quite frankly, when I try to make a strong point while excited, or emotional, I (in my opinion) tend to really sound like a clown. (not in a funny way, but ..well...stupid ?)

Also, the way I tend to work best (I'm VERY even tempered) is when I get bent out of shape, I tend to say NOTHING until the temperment has passed and as of this moment in time, though the temperment has improved it certainly has not passed. I'm sure there will be one or two here that will feel my sentaments precisly when I get this posted.

The passage of time is helping. I expect my pictures to be back (darn the holidays anyway) late this week. Thankfully, I sent them out to be returned on a CD, as it seems as of today, my scanner is on the blink, so if I get them on way home, I can still post from home. (say, if on weekend)

Richard

Mark_in_NH · Dec 30, 2003

</font><font color="blue" class="small">( I expect my pictures to be back (darn the holidays anyway) late this week )</font>

Richard,
Sounds like you should have asked Santa for a digital camera for Christmas. /forums/images/graemlins/smile.gif
I for one am anxiously awaiting, a visual description of whatever has lit such a fire under you.
I to am an extremely even tempered person. It takes an awful lot for me to reach a breaking point. 99% of the time I am able to make myself walk away before that point is reached.
But every now and then /forums/images/graemlins/ooo.gif /forums/images/graemlins/mad.gif !!!!!!!!!!!!

CTyler · Dec 30, 2003

Perhaps words can not convey your feelings however you could state what this is about. Threw mama from the train, didn't un-tie sparky from the bumper before leaving etc.. I suspect something along the lines of animal cruelty. /forums/images/graemlins/frown.gif

Mark_in_NH · Dec 30, 2003

Maybe he figures that if he waits and shows us a picture first.
That we can say or think,
That Rassin, Frassin, No God, Stinkin, Rottin, Son of a /forums/images/graemlins/mad.gif
all by ourselve's. Without him needing to type it or us needing to read it.
Just a thought /forums/images/graemlins/smile.gif

Gatorboy · Dec 30, 2003

Why didn't you wait until you HAD the picture to post? You have created a thread on NOTHING at this point, for you don't even want to explain what is burning at ya.

Richard · Dec 30, 2003

Read what's been said. I thought I made it reasonably clear why I didn't want to say much now (ie, pictures might say more than words) That said, I DO hope to keep some interest here, rather than just a passing blip on the screen (which if that's what it becomes, is actually fine with me too, as it's MY issue, not anyone here)

Fret not, when I DO get the pics, I'll provide what ought to be ample commentary. If you care to check back on it, great, if not, that's ok too. I think you too, will find it pretty repulsive, and CT is on target, though in MY opinion, it goes worse than that.

Richard

PineRidge · Dec 30, 2003

Richard you have our attention at this point, our tractors are parked. And hey, maybe you'll get to feel better even before you post those pictures that you have coming.

rbeitz · Dec 31, 2003

I'm bettin this has to do with some vandalism? Someones done destroyed your property and that's got you hoppin mad. I know it would really [censored] me off.

Richard · Jan 2, 2004

Wiggles was a lab mix. My understanding with Labs is, they tend to be a 1 person dog. As such, I tended to stay in the background with Wiggles because my wife took a particular loving to the dog and I wanted those two to have the bond. Wiggles name came from the fact that as she wagged her tail, it literally shook her entire body, tip to tip. She almost looked like she was in some form of seizure given the completeness of her wiggles. She became the favorite of the wife, sleeping on her blanket in the bedroom with us every night and at times, on the bed with us.

Wiggles loved to plow and dig with her nose. We have a rock / flower garden (retaining wall) behind house that is made of smaller rocks. One day, I noticed Wiggles playing on top of the garden and then with her paws stretched out front, and her nose plowing into the dirt, she started to push pine bark chips down the slope like a little bulldozer.

She was a quiet dog, very loving. She was very learned also. We could let her into the house in the basement (before bed) and she would rocket up both flights of stairs, zip into the bedroom, march to her blanket and plop down for the night. You could not have scripted it any better. In the mornings, if she had to “go”, she’d get in your face and let you know something was up. Fact of the matter is, she could go to bed at 10:00 at night and at 11:30 the next morning, STILL be lazily hanging around with me/us finally throwing her outside so WE can go.

One morning, I needed to get her out about 7:00 so we could get ready for work. She strolled towards the door, I was behind her, blocking her path to her blanket on the floor. She decided she didn’t want to go outside, so she turned around to go back to bed. (I wonder dear wife, where she learned THAT from????????????)

I was blocking her path to her blanket, so she walked to her left. I stepped to the side to block her and she suddenly realized I was not going to let her back. Rather than turn around to go outside, she tried to go straight, I blocked her again, she juked to her right like a football player and I responded juking to my left to block her… as I juked to my left, she quickly juked BACK to HER left (my right) and got around me, jumping on the bed to be near Wifey. Well, we were both laughing so hard at this point at her determined efforts to stay in bed with the wife, I was “released” from getting her outside and the wifey did it later on.

Richard · Jan 2, 2004

Daisy was abandoned by our house last spring. She was hardly able to walk and was emaciated. At night, she would crawl behind my speaker and curl up in the smallest place she could find and curl up into the smallest ball she could become. Her pads were cut to pieces and she would pathetically cower to any human that approached her, though she never showed any anger. A trip to the vet concluded that she had been abused and kept in a very small cage, required to walk/live in her own feces, hence the shredded up pads on her feet.

I gave her all her shots at the vet, took her home as we decided what we might do with her, we finally decided we’d keep her and she went BACK to the vet to get spayed.

Daisy was a funny dog. Full of personality and excitement. Very classic in her excitement as a dog that raced every day to greet us as we got home from work. In the beginning it wasn’t that easy though. Because of her feet, she would NOT run at all. Indeed, she could barely walk. She walked “light on her feet” like a Klidesdale horse walks deliberate on their feet. She stayed at our doorstep when we left for work, and hardly moved all day, save food and water.

The vet said she’d probably heal over the next couple weeks and we’d start to notice differences in her.

Long story short, her feet healed, her cowering tendencies though always lurking, subsided greatly. I got my dirt bike out one day for kicks, and discovered that she LOVED to chase me on it while the other dogs lazily looked on. I’ve never had a dog as fast as her, I would drive down the road at 25 mph and she’d be keeping up with me.

She was an outdoor dog. She loved to try to get into the garbage. If the garage door was open, I could count on ONE boot, ONE glove, (always singular item when dealing with boots/gloves, never the pair) disappearing only to turn up in the yard later with her flipping it around and chasing it as she threw it to herself.

I’ve never in my life seen a dog that wanted to give so much love, and in fact, asked for love in return. She was always trying to curl up on your lap, loved to be petted… in many respects, just like any other normal dog, but she seemed to be “needier”. I finally attributed it to her evidently being abused and now that she was “dumped” (thankfully) on a family that took to her, she wanted to make up for lost loving.

Richard · Jan 2, 2004

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Daisy

Richard · Jan 2, 2004

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Wiggles

Richard · Jan 2, 2004

I might add that I told the wife regarding Daisy...

As per indications, her origional owner abused her. Of course, we can't know that positivly, just from the evidence.

When they abandonded Daisy where we are (250 acres) they in hindsight, dropped her off at Dog heaven. For an outdoor dog that loved to run and was fast as the wind, a 'regular' yard would have been captivity. As it was, (other than living first at hand of an abuser and then dying at the hand of an abuser)... I think she lived a nice part of her life as happy as she (or near any dog) could have been... I'm glad that in between the two (censored's) that had a hand with her, she was dropped off with us and we got to know her. I already miss them both dearly.

Richard · Jan 2, 2004

Thank you for your thoughts.... words still elude what I REALLY want to say. I guess if we were all in a bar, verses a family oriented tractor forum I could speak a bit more free... I think any reasonable person has a clue though.

If I was the target then they sure showed their manliness (showing the kind of slobs we get our way)

That said, if I AM the target, then it's these slob hunters we get out here. (slob hunter as defined as slime of the earth person who hunts, not calling hunters slobs)

I've already upped the ante a bit with them regarding the blockage of the access roads. I did it legally, with written permission from TVA. NOTHING I've done has interfered with the 'fact' of them hunting. It's only making them have to get off their duff and WALK a bit further.

If these slob sub-humans CHOOSE to be lazy and not want to trek into the woods, hunt, trash, other...and find ANOTHER place to do said activities.... it is of course, THEIR choice /forums/images/graemlins/wink.gif I'm just trying to help them choose.