Olivia Ate Today's Blog

Yesterday, I actually started on our next boat project.  A big one.  Pamela was out shopping.  I decided to sand the boat.  Not the whole boat.  The deck house and inside of the gunnel, in preparation of painting.  I borrowed friend Rod's big six inch orbital sander and went at it.  I was going to just do the port side, but it was back breaking work.  I could feel my chronically bad back going out on me and I knew I'd be useless for the next few days, so I kept going in the steamy Georgia heat.  I did the starboard side and the bow too.

Pamela returned while I was still working and even took a photo of me working away.  I was going to post it as proof that I do actually work once in awhile.  But nooooo.

I looked for the USB cable that connects my camera to the laptop to download the pics.  It was missing.  I looked on the table, and on the shelf where I keep it.  Nope.  Nowhere.  As I whined and groused about it, Pamela shoved me out of the way saying that I don't know how to look for stuff.  Well, if it's not where I put it, why would I look someplace else?   She found the remains of it on the floor, ripped to pieces.

This would be the work of Olivia, the German Shorthair Pointer Dog From Hell.  I held the pieces up to her face.  "Did you do this?  Did you??"  She skulked away and is now hiding down below in our stateroom.

So, I did all this boat work and have no pics to prove it.  I even took a pic of my well deserved victory beer.       ~Sigh~.