Good morning Cape Breton.
Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home.
So it's another changing season and I'm dropping fur like it's no one's business. Last week, Tonya and the Big Guy were vacuuming the house, 3 days in a row. As they were going around the house and coming back to the "clean" parts, they had to continue vacuuming as there was more hair.
Today, the Big Guy has got to bring the car in for a safety inspection. Then he has to go to Access Nova Scotia and get some stickers for the car's registration. The Big Guy says that it's a cash grab.
But if you want to drive a car in Nova Scotia, your going to do this. That's just how it is here.
Tonya was saying, she wants a turkey dinner.
The Big Guy doesn't mind. But you do need a turkey to have a turkey dinner. He checked the freezer and there is no turkey in the freezer.
Then, Tonya could make a hot turkey sandwich. She really likes those. For that matter, so does the Big Guy. I think he enjoys the fries that goes with it even more.
So, the Big Guy made 2 donair loafs yesterday. Last night, when they got home, they made themselves each a donair. Tomatoes, onions, sweet sauce. They whole bit. Of course, I'm not allowed to have any of it.
So with the Winter month approaching, I've got to wonder, how many more mice is that electric trap going to catch. So far, quite a few. It's the best trap they have owned. But it is also designed for rats. The mice don't stand a chance.
Your Blast From the Past
Your Daily Video - Max our Bernese Mountain Dog and the Bluenose II August 2016
Bye bye fur now
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