Back in ’56 or thereabouts, this sawmill was the busiest in the Pacific Northwest. Had three shifts working ’round the clock, stacking lumber on flatcars. Of course, that was back in the old days, before Kevin showed up.
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Thank you Mike.
You’re welcome! (What did I do?)
You cracked me up. 😀 And it looks like Kevin whapped the man in the blue jean outfit and a couple of people by the train depot entrance; the others don’t appear to be concerned though.
Slackers. Nothing to see here. Move along.
Just being you on the internet is enough.
Indeed.
Just noticed my avatar has changed. Well, variety is the spice of life.
And now it’s changed back? Hmm.
Wild Cat West
What a beautiful tuxie! And so happy that he’s found himself a container. (What is it with cats and their love of being ‘contained’?)
Cat must be trying to get everyone Union wages. A Boycatt!
How can you tell?
I’ve been whapping on the wailwoad, all the live long day.
😂
ohmygod 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
😂😂 AJ 😂
I thought that sounded familiar 😂
Ahhhh! AJ!! 😀
Somewhere I have a photo of my tuxedo kitty (from when I was about 12 years old) relaxing in the horse barn I had for my Breyer model horses.
Oh my goodness, I hadn’t thought about Breyer horses for years! As a pre-teen mine were my most prized possessions!
SoccerSue and Leigh, me too! I had a huge collection which was prized
until my mom painted my room with spray paint and all my Breyer horses ended up with a fuchsia patina.
…I had My Little Ponies…
Leigh- me too! I wanted a horse, badly, but my parents couldn’t afford it, so I got riding lessons instead. Which was actually perfect because I got to ride horses, and learn all about them as well. I had a great riding instructor who also let me clean saddles, etc to cover part of the cost of the lessons.
N Fritz- eek! That must have been traumatizing. 🙁