It is I your friendly neighborhood gunfighter. I think I know you, didn't you stay at the B&B down in Tombstone a couple years ago? Well Sally and I are still running the B&B and recently I bought an antique stagecoach that we use to give rides through the historic streets. Business has been good.
Tragedy struck yesterday as one of Sally's beloved little Jack Russell Terriers (named Jinxy) ran out on Allen Street during an old west reinactment and was run over and killed by a buckboard. Needless to say she was devastated, so you know where I am heading later today....you got it....the breeder in Tucson where we got the little fellow.
I have been working nights volunteering down at the Mexican border at Agua Prieta as a border guard. Man those Mexicans are fast and sneaky, I got to get in better shape if I am gonna keep this up. I did get to fire off a few hundred rounds last night but it was awful dark....on the other hand, you know how well I can shoot. Some of my buddies have been working the border at Nogales and Altar, they are farther out but you get to shoot a lot more, if you get my drift.
Sorry about the trouble you had with that old bat, Ginah. Why don't you send her down to the corral and we can fit her for the Ike Clanton part in the gunfight reenactment....this time he (she) won't get away.
Are they rescues? Mine are from a bloodline that I have been working on since I was 18. I am 45 now, they are starting to look pretty good. Have you gone on lab-retriever.net? It is mostly Labs, really well developed site/forum.
No, mine are not rescue, actually show dogs. Im going to Crufts next year with a puppy that has been invited. I will check out that site. I will post a picture here if I can figure out how.
TnT,
Yes, I remember you, one of the best times in my life that weekend. Sorry about the dog. Glad you are still active. How is Sally doing?
The Watcher
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Everyone knows that the double edged sword is always the weapon of choice for slaying dragons.
Exactly what is it that you don't understand? I live in Tombstone, Arizona, I own a Bed & Breakfast, my wife owns Big Nose Kate's Saloon, she has Jack Russell Terriers, I volunteer with the border patrol at night, I am a member of The Wild Bunch in Tombstone that does old west reenactments, I have 2 doberman's and I know the Watcher from another life. Does that help?
quote: Originally posted by: Troubled in Tombstone "jawlaw, Exactly what is it that you don't understand? I live in Tombstone, Arizona, I own a Bed & Breakfast, my wife owns Big Nose Kate's Saloon, she has Jack Russell Terriers, I volunteer with the border patrol at night, I am a member of The Wild Bunch in Tombstone that does old west reenactments, I have 2 doberman's and I know the Watcher from another life. Does that help? T in T "
Are you mean?
Do you have an issue with Mexicans or anyone else different from you?
Since we kinda know each other can I get a deal on a room at your B&B?
(teasing).
Welcome to the forum.
Kewl! I am glad more people with different personalities are joining. I like it here because our individual uniqueness is appreciated and welcome here.
Tombstone, you say you have dobermans?? I love dobermans!! I just had to put my first (and only) one to sleep a few weeks ago He was a rescue and I hope to get more from the same place we got him from soon. Welcome!!
I am not mean but I am a recovering alcoholic that falls off the wagon once in a while. I volunteer to keep the illegals out of Arizona by guarding the porous border between Southeastern Arizona and Mexico. Do I like Mexicans, not particularly, sorry but I am just being honest. Depending on how you treat the Watcher and myself, you can get a deal. I will put you up in the Doc Holliday room....it comes with a free tuberculosis screening and a bottle of whiskey.
MollieMae01,
Yes I have two dobermans left, originally I had three....their names are/were Wyatt, Virgil and Morgan but Morgan took a bullet from a hunter last deer season. I found him laying under my jeep one morning after he crawled back from up towards Sierra Vista where he liked to chase jack rabbits. He was the rambunctious one that was always knocking my son over to get out the front door.
Hey, T&T, I just checked my e-mail. This joke sounded like western theme, I thought you may know someone that would like it. Sorry, it's kinda a girl joke...
A modern day cowboy has spent many days crossing the Texas plains without water. His horse has already died of thirst.
He's crawling through the sand, certain that he has breathed his last breath, when all of a sudden; he sees an object sticking out of the sand several yards ahead of him.
He crawls to the object, pulls it out of the sand, and discovers what looks to be an old brief case.
He opens it and out pops a genie. But this is no ordinary genie.
She is wearing an IRS ID badge and a dull gray dress.
There's a calculator in her pocketbook. She has a pencil tucked behind one ear.
"Well, cowboy," says the genie... "You know how I work. You have three wishes."
"I'm not falling for this." said the cowboy. "I'm not going to trust an IRS genie."
"What do you have to lose? You've got no transportation, and it looks like you're a goner anyway!"
The cowboy thinks about this for a minute, and decides that the genie is right.
"OK, I wish I were in a lush oasis with plenty of food and drink."
***POOF***
The cowboy finds himself in the most beautiful oasis he has ever seen. And he is surrounded with jugs of wine and platters of delicacies.
"OK, cowpoke, what's your second wish."
"My second wish is that I was rich beyond my wildest dreams."
***POOF***
The cowboy finds himself surrounded by treasure chests filled with rare gold coins and precious gems.
"OK, cowpuncher, you have just one more wish. Better make it a good one!"
After thinking for a few minutes, the cowboy says... "I wish that no matter where I go, beautiful women will want and need me."
***POOF***
He turned into a tampon.
The moral of the story:
If the government offers you anything, there's going to be a string attached.