Deer

*warning if you are opposed the hearing about animal suffering, this post contains it*

So on a daily basis i see any where from 20-100 deer, 2-4 foxes, 30-40 turkeys, skunks, raccoons, not mention random dogs and cats. The run pretty freely through where I work, which is near a"major" highway and with touristas and hippies and drunks, there are a lot of near misses and occasional hits.

My experience have been odd in the hits.
-I watched as S. was next to a clearly wounded baby deer. That baby deer took 6 shots.
-I watched a deer impaled on a metal fence, free itself. I then followed the deer for 1 mile as its entrails hung out. Never getting close enough.
-And this week I am not busy, I get a request to assist another agency who are all busy north county. There is a deer that has been hit by a car needs to be dispatched. Its out of town by 3 miles. I hurry to prevent further suffering or accidents. I get close and get flagged down.

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the deer is stumbling around the side of the road. both of its back legs are broken off at the knees, but still attached. The deer is panicked and running around. I knock on the house tell the lady, who is in tears about the deer, that there will be gunfire. I have the man step away and wait for the deer to lay down. The deer is still faster and panicked to get away, but it lays down. I approach, quietly/calmly. I have never ended the life of anything like this (flies/fish/roadkill). I get with in a foot, draw, make sure my shot will not go anywhere unsafe and take the best guess at a lethal shot. I fire three times, each time sure it is a lethal shot. The deer barely stirs, but still pants, its brain doesn't realize it isn't connect to the body anymore. The body doesn't realize its supposed to stop. The man offers to drag the deer to the side of the road so animal control can pick it up and the lady doesn't have to see dead deer.
The man grabs the deer, starts dragging, deer kicks the man and stumbles to a corner of the yard to lay down. He is amazed the deer is still going, especially after he had already lifted the deer's head and examined the wounds.

The man says he will wait a little more and then drag the deer. I thank the man and leave.
I return town knowing why the other guy keeps a rifle in the car and I will to figure out the best shot to kill a deer instantly. Sad and hard to watch, hard to do, but letting the deer suffer was worse. Seeing the deer so desperate to get away, to live, suffering through injury, makes me respect a "simple" animal, when the little shit gets me down. The deer deserving more than some people. I can't tell my wife. I can't tell anyone but a buddy who works across town. He knows. He has had the same less terrible situation.

So a long thought

So I recently was awarded for assisting in the life saving efforts in my local town. I did what was necessary and helped out like I thought I shoud. Nevermind it was my job, it was just the right thing to do. Anyhoot, as my parents came down to visit a day early to watch the ceremony and partake in the glow, even as my wife says it is a big deal. I still don't toot my own horn.

The actual ceremony was delayed to see if the gentleman would survive surgery and so he could present the award.

It does not sink in until as I walk to the hall with family, I see the gentleman and his wife walking towards us. I know it's him, even though the last time I saw him, he was blue on the floor. I introduce him to my family and we all walk to the hall. My co-workers who were involved and my boss and others gather to watch the ceremony. It is brief and to the point and we all file out. I see my parents talking to the man and his wife explaining what happened.

It is a big deal, but I can't grasp it. I don't know why. I hear their version of it. I remember the adrenaline dump.

I know have a pin I wear as proudly as the other "badges", even when co-workers give me the business.


It did make me think. I see that pin and I am reminded.
But it made me think of three others. My father, my brother and my FIL. All great men, great examples of adults; responsible, caring, generous, humble and honest (someone to have a beer with even though dad doesn't drink ... he makes a vegetable face when I give him a sip of beer). It reminds me of an interview I had once. I was asked who my hero was. I came up with some lame answer. But I had 3 great examples and I should have thought about it.

In a cup?

It is not a dick in a box...it's a dump in a cup. Now if I had any muscial talent or the ability to sing or any talent in general. Wife doesn't think it is as funny as I think, but then again I am nutty. Found out the work schedule is changin for the rest of the month. Sundays is 10 am to 10pm, for the last three weeks of the rotation S. is taking the rest of the month off (just cuz he has 1700 hrs of comp time). Sunday evenings suck, at least I don't have to work until 6 am.

I also will be attending the city council meeting tomorrow for a special deal for the cpr guy, parents are coming a day early (the retired on there merry way).

Check that just got a call working on my day off to cover a shift (love the payback system, who does it benefit?). Oh wait for the britt festival.

Anyhow the weather went from 80 back to 40 in a span of a day complete with sideways hail, which means I can't mow the lawn or anything in the yard.
Not that the lawnmower works. Craftsman lawnmowers suck ass. Don't buy them. Never ever. I had it for less than 5 years and it has never worked right. Even with warranty is was a rip off, soon to be sold to the used lawnmower guy and then I will buy a used one. Why? the neighbors piece of shit older than dirt, less horsepower mowers still work, while mine is crap.

Locker

So I bought a used old locker on craigslist and cleaned, scraped and repainted (I used the left overs of the house paint and discovered reason #10 that the guy who built our house was a bit of a prong. He didn't open the paint can just opened a small hole poured out what he needed and resealed the hole. I am not sure he stirred the paint which makes it more like paint and less like pudding, which is what is now in the bucket). I used what I could and I think I have to toss the rest, but need to find what color so if I need to repaint the house.

Now it is in the garage attached to the wall. Shortly afterwards the beer stickers attached themselves to the locker(if you got any let me know), so I can secure my shoes and chemicals away from the dogs in the man cave.

BATTLESTAR GALATICA IS BACK!!!!


Reasons the guy who built my house is a putz.
1) he told me it was his first house he ever built
2) he said his speciality was garage door openers
3) it took him over 2 years to build it
4) he hit the gas line with the mini dozer, then told me the contractor did it. Neighbor who watched him do it. " he is building it himself he doesn't have any contractors!"
5) only putting fake rocks on third of the exposed foundation
6) burying garbage in the yard. . . more than usual
7) having too much insulation put in the garage attic -okay this is nice because it is cooler/warmer than it should be.
8) the price he sold it to us. yeah the market was spiking at that time and all other house that were smaller and older were $50,000 more
9) not putting in ...borders (I can't remember what they are called) between the floor and the carpet. "hey, shouldn't be that much of space should there?"
10) see above
11) the countertops
12) the seal on the countertops in the kitchen and bathrooms
13), "so you'll be done on the 1st of June right?, because we are moving in, we already gave notice where we are renting."
14) not painting the borders of the outside of the house with primer first
15) painting more than one coat on the borders
I'll see if I can think of more.

Frack YOU

fake swearing is better than real. besides i know kids and i have a loud voice.
fun at parties fun to yell fun for beginners and safe for chilren FRACK YOU.



ps. WIFE rocks...SOCCER channels!!!!
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CSI Miami

THE WORST show on TV. How do they get away with it? It is crap. Worse than ghost whisperer (boobs). Worse than Soap Opera. who thought it up? Buckheimer? he makes entertainment for twits, sure it maybe shiney and loud, but crap salad I have seen 20 minutes and the fact that it is on TV scares me more than MTV....
...wait I hate MTV about an equal amount.

MTV destroying the youth of America with crap, no music, reality television, barely above the common level, fake and superficial caring about humanity, self absorbed delusion assbaggery.


WATCH BATTLESTAR GALACTIC, watch No Country for Old Men, watch 300 (in HD).

My work nickname should be Tow enthusiast, because Towinator to weird.