Well, over the 4th of July Brother T brought this home and left it in the hallway. He decided he didn't have a place for it his new home. Truth be told he's getting new furniture. It had been in the hallway for a week now waiting for dad to put it up in the attic. You may have notice it there in the photo of us watching fireworks on TV. Tigg had been secretly eying
it all week. He'd decided that he and Cocoa would check it out further while we were away. He was sure it was something just for just for bears.
It reminded me of the true story my grandpa tells. A family who had all boys. One day the mother saw her youngest son had climbed way up in a tree. Now her boys weren't allowed to do such things, because they didn't have medical insurance. She saw him up the tree and yelled at him to get down and added if you get hurt, I'm going to kill you.
A couple of nights later mom was upstairs sewing. Dad let us climb and play on it as long as we wanted.
So I joined in this time.
We had a great time.
That's Rusty down on the bottom; that's as high as he got, short legs.
Still wondering what those things are? Dad wanted to take some pictures of it all put together before it went to the attic. They are leg stanctions from a set of shelves my dad designed.
I can see why Scruffy's says one of his interests is dust removal. Dad didn't notice the dust till mom pointed it out in the pictures. Hmmm...does it run in the family?
Oh Well, grr-bye till next time,