I’m not working this weekend, because I have a much more important job to do. I’m building a dog cart. Someone decided that 1 1/2 years old was the right time to trane a Bernese Mountain Dog to pull a cart. This is supposedly one of the things they were bred for. If you knew our Berner you would be laughing as hard as I am. He is just a big clumsy puppy. I can see myself flying down the road totally out of control. Should be interesting!
My wife found the plans for the cart on-line at some website (I think it was called “HowtogetridofanIrishInspector.com”). I promise to post pictures of my demise as soon as I am released from either jail or the hospital or both.
Think I’ll save the Bushmills until after the cart is built but right before the ride. I’ll probably need anesthesia.
This is what the cart is supposed to look like when it is done. Now picture a chair on the platform.
The sign is for free advertising - it should be an eye catcher.
Bill,
I’m starting on it Sat. pm. Got talked into a job in the am and picking up the PVC and wheels on the way back. With luck I should have it done Sun pm (maybe luck isn’t the right word). I’ll let you know.
You can make copies of the pics to use in my eulogy.
I’m assuming that you plan on witnessing the event as the blood trail would shortly reach ambient temperature and thus not show on an ir scan…better wear a slicker Bill…you sure don’t want to get that on you !!!
I do believe that everytime business slows a little so I think I will have time to do a silly project business picks up to the point I think about hiring help (NOOOOO). What I will do in the future is wait until business slumps and then announce that I’m starting a project (paint the lawn green or something). Cart is not done!!!