HEY, HEY, HEY...GOOOD BYYYE!!
Oh yeah, that's right! We sold the trailer on the first posting. It all comes down to timing since we are heading into the "trailer season". In my world, there is no such season but we got at least three interested parties right away and the first person that slapped down some cash was the lucky new owner of a cumbersome, lumbering 30 foot aluminum....thing!
I did one more pass through this morning to make sure I hadn't left any clothes or shoes or other items inside since all I had been using it for at this point was storage. I also needed to make sure all the necessary chemicals and other gross stuff that becomes mandatory with owning one of these was put back inside the storage area. The weird, dank area underneath the trailer I just simply refer to as the "ass end" since the smell is reminiscent of such.
Lester followed me as usual and peeked in the doors. Even though this thing sat in his yard for over a year he would never breach the front door, never! He was too scared by the newness of it, then he didn't like the fact that it smelled like Zippy, then he didn't like the fact that it smelled like Billy. Until today of course, when he ventured inside and then refused to come out, biting me in protest as I picked him up and physically gave him the old heave ho!
That's our kitty!
I did one more pass through this morning to make sure I hadn't left any clothes or shoes or other items inside since all I had been using it for at this point was storage. I also needed to make sure all the necessary chemicals and other gross stuff that becomes mandatory with owning one of these was put back inside the storage area. The weird, dank area underneath the trailer I just simply refer to as the "ass end" since the smell is reminiscent of such.
Lester followed me as usual and peeked in the doors. Even though this thing sat in his yard for over a year he would never breach the front door, never! He was too scared by the newness of it, then he didn't like the fact that it smelled like Zippy, then he didn't like the fact that it smelled like Billy. Until today of course, when he ventured inside and then refused to come out, biting me in protest as I picked him up and physically gave him the old heave ho!
That's our kitty!