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This is all hang drying now. It takes everything out of me just to keep it going where I don’t have the enjoyment of growing. Gonna take summer off and hopefully get some better answers to my health.
 
View attachment 1689207View attachment 1689208View attachment 1689209View attachment 1689210View attachment 1689211View attachment 1689212View attachment 1689213View attachment 1689214View attachment 1689215View attachment 1689216Here I’ll add to the food pics. This was Fathers Day dinner which was cut short as my FnLaw was ambulance to the ER not sure if he’ll pull through has a 7mm brain bleed and he has a DNR so just trying to keep him comfortable.
Welcome back my friend :d5::lildab:
 
Here are some outdoor photo fems I got going they’ve about doubled in size since these pics. Have them in 30 gallon grow bags in a kiddy pool to help with keeping them watered in with this heat.
Applewood by Robinhood Seed
Apple Fritter x Gorilla Glue #4

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Dude…. You have no idea how I ended up with him….

Long story short, I’m in Tucson in this massive dog holding facility that used to be an actual jail. I’m in the “pit bull” building…. I’ve looked at hundreds of dogs at this point. All pits/mixes…. And tons had warnings like…”don’t look in the eye” ….. “bit previous owners ear off” (yes, that’s real)….. and on and on. Most of them are super aggressive, barking and jumping on the cage…. I’m getting to the end of my rope in finding a dog…. She goes…. “We’ve got puppies you can look at”…. So we walk to the end of this aisle…. I’m looking at these puppies that aren’t weened yet….. I see some paper work on the end cage.

I ask what’s in there…. She goes “he’s crazy, tries to attack when you walk him”.

I peak around the partition….. there’s Dude. He’s torn off the neck cone, he’s on his back, with a stuffed toy duck in his paws, above his head like he’s a cat. And he’s just licking the fuck outta this thing. Oh, and one ear was inside out.

I say “hey! Are you my dog?”

He looks at me with a sideways look, jumps up, runs to the edge of the pen where I was, and came to a sliding sitting position…. And started licking my hand through the fence.

I asked to see him, and he immediately peed on my boot :doh:.. and after walking him a bit I realized he’s not trying to attack when on the leash, but he’s so excited to be with you….he would jump as high as he could, and push off your chest with all fours in jubilation….. I was VERY happy to be able to get him to discontinue that behavior within two weeks :haha:
The best dog story I have read in a while mate, good on you for giving the Duder a home. :worship::pighug:
 
The best dog story I have read in a while mate, good on you for giving the Duder a home. :worship::pighug:
Haha thank you my friend. To paraphrase a line that was said about The Dude’s namesake……

“He was the dog for his time and place…”

…… and has been the perfect dog since we met, even in imperfect times and circumstances…:pass:
 
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