The Poboy Way

[Poboy kartman]

Soooo....this little guy is a trip ... he has either struck or bit me way over 20 times since I caught him....WOW! Little snake....BIG attitude!

Gotta love it...and be thankful my big snakes don't do that!!!!

 

[chancer]

She just brought my Dinner plate out to the Shop after double checking if I wanted Ketchup!

 

[landuse]

Oh yeah and She would not have had to ASK if I want Mayo. She already knows exactly how I like it!

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True!
BTW Just got done!!!!

What did you get done????

 

[Poboy kartman]

What did you get done????

You shouldn't ask and he can't answer on a family friendly forum.

 

[landuse]

You shouldn't ask and he can't answer on a family friendly forum.

 

[Poboy kartman]

Well....I picked up this DR brush trimmer for $40 awhile back....It'll start on a shot of carb cleaner, but not keep running, so I pulled the carb off.

What a weird looking critter!

 

[machinist@large]

Well....I picked up this DR brush trimmer for $40 awhile back....It'll start on a shot of carb cleaner, but not keep running, so I pulled the carb off.

What a weird looking critter!

It looks like the main body is an aluminum extrusion??? What does the venturi look like???

 

[Poboy kartman]

It looks like the main body is an aluminum extrusion??? What does the venturi look like???

Like a straight pipe! There aren't any fuel adjustment screws, the choke appears to be spring loaded and opened by vacuum. And the plastic fuel bowl is held on by a wire loop...( like some older master brake cylinder caps!!!) And the choke is nearly at one end and the throttle plate at the other...quite a spread between the two. The fuel line goes straight into the bottom of the bowl, while the primer bulb is in a totally separate plastic piece like an air filter backplate.

Good ol Tecumseh !!!! Guess they figured out there was more than one way to screw up a carb!!!!

 

[Poboy kartman]

Well....guys...Still biding time...hoping a ranch sale happens soon....(a sharp operator would grab it....but...)....

Anyway...I AM A POORBOY !!!! But...I've been planning and training for this for a while....although the capital source was not what I expected!

Now....when this ranch sells....my mother will have a payday in the neighborhood of $425,000. I only need a teeeny , tiny bit of that to get going in real estate! (And she'll back me)...soooo....it'll be Rich boy, Poor boy....SAME GUY !!!!

If it doesn't sell, I'm going down there and shoot the bejabbers outta deer!!!!

 

[ezcome-ezgo]

How many acres?

 

[Poboy kartman]

It's around 120 acres on the edge of "new suburbia "....but it's being split 4 ways. The actual appraisal is 1.7 million.

 

[chancer]

If it sells will you invest $500 bucks and enter a Kart in the 2016 Buildoff.

 

[Poboy kartman]

Discussing my new snake on a snake forum brought up an old memory.

I might possibly be the only person in Texas to catch a wild Oscar! I was fishing in the back of a cove in the summertime catching sunfish when I caught one that looked very different....I thought maybe it might be tropical.

I managed to get it home alive...and found out it was an Oscar....had it a few years and it would "beg" for food. One day, I cleaned it's tank and replaced the water. I used chlorine remover and made sure the temperature wasn't too far off....and put him back in. After a while...he was acting extremely distressed. I had already dumped the container I held him in that had some of the original water or I would have put him back in it.

To this day, I don't know what it was...(and I've had a lot of fish before and after) ...but...he just wasn't doing well and I had no idea how to help him. He committed suicide later that night while I watched. He swam as hard as he could into the glass...flipped upside down and blood came out of his gills as he sank to the bottom. The only thing I can think of is a dramatic PH change?

It still makes me sad....but I saved him from certain death in a couple of months because he never would have survived the winter in the lake and he got a few more years being a pet, despite all odds against him after being dumped into a lake.

 

[ezcome-ezgo]

That story started out very pleasantly, bringing back memories of my own. Then it turned into 9 kinds of sad. Got any upbeat yarns?

 

[machinist@large]

...... Got any upbeat yarns?

That depends on if the story has to meet forum rules and the statute of limitations has run out!!!!!! :arf: :arf: :arf:

 

[Poboy kartman]

That story started out very pleasantly, bringing back memories of my own. Then it turned into 9 kinds of sad. Got any upbeat yarns?

All pet stories have sad endings unless you have a Galapagos tortoise or something....and then, to let the turtle tell it: "About 75 years ago...my owner didn't bring breakfast...so...I went looking and found her dead in her bed...she was only 100....so young! "

 

[ezcome-ezgo]

Not true. We had a black kitten, probably 3 months old at the time. One day he disappeared. These things happen from time to time. So we went on about our lives. Weeks later, we come home from a 3 day trip out of town, and there he is, laying on the couch. He's severely dehydrated, very hungry, but man he was glad to see us. He's healthy as can be now, and whenever my daughter sits down, there he is climbing up on her neck, so happy to be alive.

 

[Poboy kartman]

Not true. We had a black kitten, probably 3 months old at the time. One day he disappeared. These things happen from time to time. So we went on about our lives. Weeks later, we come home from a 3 day trip out of town, and there he is, laying on the couch. He's severely dehydrated, very hungry, but man he was glad to see us. He's healthy as can be now, and whenever my daughter sits down, there he is climbing up on her neck, so happy to be alive.

Yeah...but that story doesn't have a happy ENDING! I could fill pages with happy stories...but there's just not a happy way to lose a pet. So...to follow from cradle to grave...they're always sad.

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Not true. We had a black kitten, probably 3 months old at the time. One day he disappeared. These things happen from time to time. So we went on about our lives. Weeks later, we come home from a 3 day trip out of town, and there he is, laying on the couch. He's severely dehydrated, very hungry, but man he was glad to see us. He's healthy as can be now, and whenever my daughter sits down, there he is climbing up on her neck, so happy to be alive.

Yeah...but that story doesn't have a happy ENDING! I could fill pages with happy stories...but there's just not a happy way to lose a pet. So...to follow from cradle to grave...they're always sad.

Had a similar situation....gonna keep the details short...but one of our dogs went on a little excursion into the nearby woods. She was old, had epilepsy, and was hard of hearing....(so she didn't come home when we called her.) Fortunately, this area had a creek....so she could get water.

Thanks to fliers, someone brought her home 10 days later! !!!!

 

[ezcome-ezgo]

Ok Debbie Downer, you win.

 

[Poboy kartman]

This is as close as I can come: a cat we called "Mama cat". I opened a little shed one day and unknown to me...the back was rotted out and a feral cat bolted out of it, leaving behind two kittens I picked up and held in one hand.

The two kittens became pets...and lived long and happy lives. We tamed down momma cat and she became very affectionate....but would go absolutely berserk if you took her inside the house.

She disappeared one time in the middle of summer....I looked and called for her for several days....I could hear her crying, but couldn't locate her....I had a little shed that was almost all glass on the front, and I looked in there a couple of times but didn't see her. One day....I did...I opened the door and that cat took off like it's tail was on fire and I didn't see her for two days!

Now....It had be well above 120-130° in that shed in the afternoon....and no water...so IMHO....a miracle just for her to survive.

She came back and we all got back to normal....a year or so later....one day Mama was just gone....never found her...and no idea what happened to her.

EDIT: BTW: A funny story: My wife had taken to feeding Mama out by the pond....and she had put the cat food out and sat on the pool deck. Minutes later....she hears "crunch crunch".... looks down at her feet...and a young possum is chowing down at her feet on that cat food!