Archive for August, 2006

Rock façade on Foundation

Thursday, August 31st, 2006

Rock Fa  ade on North end of cabin

They have finished putting the rock over the front and North end of the foundation. The front faces East and doesn’t have nearly as much foundation above ground.

Marilyn Vacuuming the Front Yard

Wednesday, August 30th, 2006

Marilyn vacuuming the front yard

Steve came downstairs and saw this and ran for the camera saying “I knew that someday it would come to this.”

Foundation Rocks

Monday, August 21st, 2006

Today they started puting the rock venier on the foundation.  Hooray.

They also put in the water heater and may have finished the inside plumbing.  They still have to connect to the water meter and to the sewer.

They also finished the furnace and air handler and duct work for the HVAC.  They won’t connect up the condenser unit until the deck is in place so that dropped hammers and boards won’t destroy the unit.

Chewing Baskets

Monday, August 21st, 2006

While I was in Raleigh, Buster chewed the handle off of one of Marilyn’s favorite baskets.  I’m glad I wasn’t here to witness her rath upon him. (this damage report is about him chewing up the basket, not about what Marilyn did to him)

Flocked

Friday, August 4th, 2006

While I’m putting silly stuff on Buster’s blog I might as well add this.  One night last week the church youth “flocked” Mrs. Jackson’s lawn.  Marilyn made a special trip over there to take these pictures.  A few weeks ago they did it to Genevieve, but the birds didn’t have the moving wings like these do.  The birds disappear as mysteriously as they appear.Mrs Jackson and the flock

 

The Flock

Fathers Day

Friday, August 4th, 2006

Ok, so I’m late posting this and it has nothing to do with Buster but Mary helped finance this and this is the only way she can see it (the dart board)

Fathers Day Present

Buster could be worse I guess.

Friday, August 4th, 2006

I found this on MSN where a guard dog went berserk. Buster hasn’t gone this far yet.

Is he still a puppy?

Tuesday, August 1st, 2006

Shelf Chewing

Marilyn and I were sitting at the kitchen island eating supper when we heard Buster chewing on the shelf behind us.  He has such a good contrite look doesn’t he? We scolded him, closed the door and now I make sure that there is a rawhide bone for him to chew on instead.

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