Was sitting with a group of friends today in a nearby small town. We started talking about old animals and how it was better to put them out of their misery – also how true animal lovers showed no compunction over this.
One old friend told us about his cat – it was getting so old – it made messes all over the house and became very unpleasant to be near – so he decided that its time had come.
Every time though he went to fetch his shotgun the cat simply dissapeared.
one day he was up in the bedroom where he kept the shotgun and suddenly he spied the cat taking a nap under the window – it was open.
Well he shot the cat.
Took the corpse up to the woods to bury it and afterwards went home.
When he got home his wife asked him where he had been – “well” he said,” ive just been up to bury the cat. “ “Ahh you cant have,” said she – “its in the front room in its usual place” – and there it was. Heed shot his neighbours cat.
It was said in such a deadpan voice.
2 days ago i decided to do some longlining – i got the fish out of the freezer – waited for it to defrost – sliced it up and carefully attached each piece to the hooks id so carefully attached to the longline, with swivels and steel wire.
The sea was a bit lumpy when i took it out and filling it took a little longer than i wanted so by the time i got out it was nearly dark. In fact it was dark by the time i dropped the boy and all off. It was so lumpy i even suddenly found myself sitting in the bilgewater.
The last weight was a concrete lump from Aril.
Thought yesterday id better go fetch and so set out in the open boat. Again the sea was a bit lumpy – sort of 12 footers but very few cresting and no rain. The boy was easy to find. There seemed to be an endless amount of rope under it but eventually i began to feel the weight, the concrete one that is. But it seemed to be light.
The waves had rolled the line around all night and it had gnawed against the concrete lump till it had been cut clean off – lost the lot.
Today had a fantastic day – decided to dump all the unburnable from Anners load of building material waste and some of the fiberglass from the boats roof. At the tip site i spied what looked like the bottom of the legs of an artists easel sticking out of a black plastic polybag – pulled it out and indeed it was. in top notch condition too. As i left i saw a very nice piece of mirror glass someone had put against one of the bins – obviously with the thought that someone might like it. Well thinks i – i might make another mirror. Just as i was taking it a guy with a huge monstrous pickup truck said to me – “did i want another mirror – completely new?” So i had a look and lo and behold loaded it up too.
Decided to have a cup of coffee and went to a nice little cafee i know. There i met some friends and happened to mention the mirror – my friend Terje said he needed new mirror. One look and that was it – exactly what he wanted. So i showed him the easel and said i was probably going to give it to his brother – ahh says he – ive allways wanted one like that. perfect.
So i bump into Aloysus and he asks me to deliver a bed for his granddaughter. His daughter is there and all of a sudden i had this idea – “youre not looking for a mirror by any chance?” BRILLIANT – it is such a wonderful thing to come across things people are throwing away and to find exactly the right people at the right time. It gave me even more joy to refuse all offers of payment. Altruism, no such thing, this feeling is worth a great deal.