American Southwest, Circa 1876, Sioux Warriors vs US 7th Cavalry

[Rhino]

Your new shed looks kinda nekkid with no roof or walls, Ski.
If we started on Horse stories, we might need a different website.

 

[Steve Ski]

Thanks, Bob. Scale 1:1

Yay! Like Paddy I have no "War Dept" to bug me or make my life mis er able. If I really wanted companionship, I would get the 4 legged kind as the one's of those in my past have been much more docile and genuine than the 2 legged kind ever were.

Lol, Brother, after 36yrs and she still puts up with me, she's a keeper! Like I said, this kind of work used to be enjoyable, but it hurts a heck of a lot now.

 

[paddy]

That's the problem Steve you fall in love with them, they put up with you.......same with cats

No seriously i envy people who have these relationships but i was never a people person and love my own company, horses for courses excuse the pun. I have to agree with Paul these days , Lucy my Labrador was my best mate, even when she figured out how to open the freezer and gnawed here way through a rock had lump of beef and defrosted everything else.

 

[Steve Ski]

Your new shed looks kinda nekkid with no roof or walls, Ski.
If we started on Horse stories, we might need a different website.

Sorry, Rhino. How I missed your post is beyond me, but I was never a pony boy, cowboy, nottin. I grew up in the city. It wasn't until we moved up here that I got my drug store cowboy gear and got into it. If it wasn't for the ladies and work I'da never a cowboy'd up, HA!

 

[Heavens Eagle]

That's the problem Steve you fall in love with them, they put up with you.......same with cats

No seriously i envy people who have these relationships but i was never a people person and love my own company, horses for courses excuse the pun. I have to agree with Paul these days , Lucy my Labrador was my best mate, even when she figured out how to open the freezer and gnawed here way through a rock had lump of beef and defrosted everything else.

Cats, not always.
The first cat I got was an orange and white kitten. (first wife wanted a cat, Oh-kay) Mugsy became "MY" cat always had to be in my lap slept on or next to me and "tolerated" her. When she wanted a divorce I left him with her as I really didn't want to pay a pet deposit. He got pissed at her and did his thing all over. When I finally went and got him he was a happy camper again.