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I have had a tumultuous two months since I’ve joined Hatrack. I had some medical problems when I first started. Within a few weeks, I changed shifts at my work, a group home for teenagers, and about a month later, the dapper young gentlemen surrounded me at 2 in the morning and threw furniture and literally kicked down the office door. I gave my notice without having a job waiting. Afterwards, my organization offered me another position with higher pay. And now I am working longer hours with younger children and have quite a bit of paperwork and not much time to write. On top of everything, next week is my 10th wedding anniversary (tin/aluminum) and my wife wants a new car – her current one is very nice and only two years old. On the positive side, I have not been pummeled by any hurricanes. I suppose congratulations and condolences are in order.
Oh, and I forgot - my dog ate my John Deere lawn tractor.
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Wow you are swamped. That's crazy. I hope things can settle down for you soon. Good luck on your 10th anniversary. 10 years is awesome. I have two more years before I get there.
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The dog actually did about $200 worth of damage, mostly cables and wires. There's even a tooth mark on the battery cable - I'm guessing that's when he decided to stop.
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It's very hard to find a job that makes you want to go in and makes you sorry when you have to leave. I think writing would have filled it for me, but I never made any money at it---now I do it for its own sake, that and it has too tight a grip on me to let it go.
I work for the post office, so I live with the threat of violent death hanging over me every time I go in---but mostly it's petty irritation. Just last night I got chewed out, by a supervisor who's worked in the building about two or three months, for walking through an automatic door I've been walking through for almost fifteen years. A bogus "safety hazard" issue, all us senior people thing---and why is it that I never hear a word about these "safety hazards" until I'm being chewed out about it?
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I heard about a bulldog who chewed her way through a chain-link (also known as hurricane) fence, but never about a dog eating a tractor. What kind of dog do you have philocinemas?
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He's a 9-month-old black lab. He weighs about 70 lbs - before eating part of my tractor. I have a 30 lb dog that he lives in mortal fear of.
Snapper -
The guy had a real anger problem. He would crumple his metal frame eyeglasses whenever he got mad. He destroyed 2 pairs with me. After I left, he got fired for sexual harassment.
The kids were just a bunch of hooligans. Hopefully, they'll grow out of it.
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A black lab, and only 9 months old? Wow. We had neighbors with a black lab years ago when we lived in Victoria, Texas. Big and scary, but really just a big, dumb sweetheart.
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I've been associated with dogs---not as actual owner, but I've taken care of them---who've chewed up lots of stuff over the years. Nothing like a John Deere, er, lawn tractor, but I don't find the idea improbable. (Just last week I bought a John Deere weedeater at the John Deere dealer...just this morning I used it for the first time...)
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Wow, a black lab. Great dogs The vet said mine would stop chewing things when he was around two years old. That was a year and a half ago and my firewood pile is still dwindling into splinters which surround his dog house.
I have a chihuahua that keeps him in line most of the time. She hides his toys (by nosing dirt over them UGH).
Hope you have better luck in the future. At least your movies are good!
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The vet said mine would stop chewing things when he was around two years old. That was a year and a half ago and my firewood pile is still dwindling into splinters which surround his dog house.
