Me and woofie are getting hungry. Hee hee hee.
Seriously folks, I will edit this post for a long time to come as I feather my nest. Be nice to see the new pictures (feathers in the wind) instantantaly.
But I can live here quite comfortably. Maybe I should give you some LoneEagleisms so you can get the feel for me right away.
If it's hard, you're doing it wrong. (Not wrong, for there is no such thing, but there is one right way. For anything you do, there is an easier way. Like when I tried to take a bath in my tub I'm building. It's only 3" deep so far. I asked God how to take a full bath in my tub. Tarp popped into my head. Ok. tarped it and started it filling. Went back to posting. Five minutes later I have water lapping at my feet in the bedroom. Oh MY GOD! It's a flood! Oh My God, What do I do now. "God laughs heartily and says "Dam the Damn Jamb and fill the whole bathroom. So I starting doing that till I realized it would be the last straw for my poor wife. Then I remembered, I already built a room in the house exactly to those specifications. For my Jenday Conures. A waterproof room

, but unfortunately not soundproof. With water proof walls, plumbing drains fans lights emergency backup drains the whole nine yards. Make a great isolation room. But how do I explain that to my wife.
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