Stroking The Low-Testosterone Stiffy That Has Come To Represent My Existance

May 14, 2012

My barn – shown below – was built about 1932 :

Well, here’s what it looked like a few months ago:

And – finally – a month or so later:

And – meanwhile – here is the date stone from the barn:

One last piece of status information:

Brrrt, beloved most recent (and final) cat of McGoo – and Mouser Extraordinaire! –¬† was mercilessly bumped off and presumably eaten by coyote or coyotes unknown on or about March 16, 2012 while he was on duty – patrolling¬† the boundaries of the McGoo estate.

It is my fervent hope that he gave much heartburn & acid indigestion to all concerned canines. RIP.

Revenge will be mine – sayeth McGoo, The Wrathful

Nothing To See Here … Etc.

December 8, 2011

Brrrt – surveying his realm.

This is just a place-keeper site so I have a WordPress “presence”.

I will NOT be posting anything here, or – generally speaking – anywhere else except on special occasions.

Why? Because I don’t want to anymore. I’m tired. I’m sorry, but I’m just dog-tired.

McGoo demonstrates his truck’s mountaineering feature.

Maybe there is an easier way to do this (I believe there is), but its the way I know and I’m too old and lazy to learn another.

Best wishes to all my friends, and no offense intended, ever!

-Steamboat McGoo-


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