for the last two days my wife has been away, doing some shopping in MA. at a big box store for home building materials so I was once again left alone to my own madness and creativity and it seems that when I mix the two no good ever comes of it.
I tried my best to occupy my mind, I cleaned the whole house, sat down and was bored with the crap on my talking box so I shut it off and went to see what else I could do.
I found a few little projects that needed finishing since last Fall and when those were done I still had a day and a half with no one but the dog to talk too.
I went into the room where I work on my hobbies, drawing, building artworks and working on my Model train layout and this is where things started to go bad.
In the past when I went in to sit there and be creative the dog wanted to be on my lap and that puts my legs asleep after a while and it is hard to work reaching over her all the time so I put a long piano bench seat at my work table so she can be at my side without getting in the way.
I have too watch her like a hawk around my work station since the chopper motorcycle incident, I was building an Orange County Chopper model when I lost the small chrome carburetor off the bike, I later located it when the dog sneezed, yup, she has too sniff everything and after much cleaning the bike was finished.
Yesterday as she sat by me I was busy gluing small parts around the scenery for my train yards and everything went off without a hitch, I would put tiny drops of glue on the parts I needed to bond together and let them set up for a moment before pressing them together, after sitting for two hours my back began to give me signs it was time to go back in front of the TV so I cleaned up after my project and went off to watch some crap TV.
During one point in my creative burst I had to leave the room twice, once to answer the phone and the other to use the bath room but all in all I got a lot done in a short time.
We have 2 dogs (boxer and a cocker), and 3 cats. They dare not to get near my layout. I see alot of people on here have some problems with animals. Not me. The boxer doesn’t come near the layout or my weathering table. The cocker wants to play fetch all the time. The cats, they haven’t jumped or even tried to jump up on the table. I guess when they get close or I think the are about to, I yell at them and they run. The never gave me a problem, I guess I lucked out.
We had a Cocker that was like a K9 vacuum cleaner. Little stuff came up missing all the time.
The dog would puke about once a week and we would find all our little missing things.
Horse, you see it wasn’t that HO-Scale UFO that you thought was a mutant mosquito flying around your train room that was responsible. I think you owe an apology to all our interstellar friends from the planet Ulungawanagora.
Gret story, Jess! Reminds me of my guinea pig’s adventure… Once (never again) I put them near my half- finished layout just for the hell of it. Then I had to pick up the phone and left them there. When I got back, I noticed something was missing… About a month later I replaced the chewed- up trees. [dinner]
That’s a good story for anyone who takes life too seriously… The thought of someone picking an HO scale spare tire off a dogs butt had me rolling on the floor (much to the bewilderment of my black lab)… I can just see the dog walking away from te bench with all the little bits stuck to her fur.
Hummmm…glue sniffing dog, she better not, thats my department…LOL!
She hasn’t seemed traumatized by any of the fur pulling party, but I’m still looking for a HO scale wheel barrel that came up missing…I’m thinking that one might have taken a trip on the inside of the dog!?
I’m sure that will shock and amaze the wife when she is out walking the beast that ate the Santa Fe line!
Sometimes I see things that should not be shared with others but what the heck, this is why they invented the internet right?
I have been thinking of training the Beagle to use her nose to find all those grab irons and coupler springs that go shooting across the room from my tweezers. She can sniff out a rock burried in the ground. How about spraying the dogs with stickum and then letting them in the workshop/ layout rooms. Then combing the fur. LOL
Thats why I always tie a small tag to mine before trying to install them, they are easier to find if and when they do go flying.
You will not be able to train a Beagle to do that because everyone knows they are boat dogs…silly boy!
I had just seen the reaction of my dog when I set up a test track on the floor, it looks like I’m going to have a problem…she wouldn’t shut up until I brought the locomotive to a full stop, and the secound it starts moving again she starts the barking…great, don’t look like I’ll be running any trains late at night when the wife is out cold from the micky I slip her when I’ve heard enough…hummmm, more mickys should do it, one for the wife and one for the dog…cool, problem solved!
Funny story, well at least you know where you can store all those spare detail parts…
Thankfully my dog only wants to rip up stuffed toys until that squeeker thing is destroyed. The Guinea pig story reminds me of when my children would let the guinea pigs chase the Lionel train around the Christmas tree. They filled the gondola with carrots. what a sight, we would roll on the floor watching the 2 animals chase the train. Every once in a while one would grab a carrot and usually derail the train.