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My back went out the other day - it does that once in a while. This morning I laid down on my back on the floor to help straighten it out. Both of our cats laid down with me - they could tell I was not well. Cats and dogs can be great friends. But I understand the heartbreak.
 
Dash was my buddy. Sounds a little silly but it’s not
He had a habit of staring a person down.
Not sure where he got that from.
He was a good, great companion
I don’t know how long Dsshers’swill affect me. Probably if I keep feeling like I am. Maybe quite a long time.
My boy Dasher. I’ll miss for ever. He was my son, my little son. Down Town Dasher Brown

My little friend. My buddy.

My Dasher
 
Dash had a talent for staring into your eyes. He would do that to anybody. Felt like he was staring into your soul.

He loved his toys and couldn’t get enough fetching them. I have no idea why dogs get so happy fetching a toy. He used to do it ninstop and lately before he passed on would be good for a few tosses then take his toy and go be to himself

The heartbreak of seeing a dog die. I think I’ll never put myself in that position again. We have a 17 year old cat and bb
 
Dash had a talent for staring into your eyes. He would do that to anybody. Felt like he was staring into your soul.

He loved his toys and couldn’t get enough fetching them. I have no idea why dogs get so happy fetching a toy. He used to do it ninstop and lately before he passed on would be good for a few tosses then take his toy and go be to himself

The heartbreak of seeing a dog die. I think I’ll never put myself in that position again. We have a 17 year old cat and bb
And another dog who is getting old. He and Dash were good buddies. I can see he feels the loss.

I know I’m going to get heart broke twice more

I want another buddy but I don’t want another heartbreak

That is selfish sounding. It hurts losing a family member…even if that family member is a dog. He was my best buddy, he was my boy.
 
I apologize for being such a downer. Some people might not understand the loss I feel. I have friends but Dash was truly my best friend. He didn’t speak English but he understood it. He reflected my soul
 
I apologize for being such a downer. Some people might not understand the loss I feel. I have friends but Dash was truly my best friend. He didn’t speak English but he understood it. He reflected my soul

Don't worry about it, dude. Jayjay already shared a little about his cats. I grew up on a farm and remember three good dogs. The first couple died when I was pretty young so I don't really remember them very well. The third we had from about mid elementary school until after I graduated. She was a good dog but in obvious pain the last couple years of her life, and she apparently nipped at my neice and that was the last straw for my dad, and he put her down.

It isn't easy for anyone. Remembering her now gives me a sad smile. I hope that some day I will have a place suitable for getting a dog. I definitely want my kids to have that experience.

We also had barn cats when I was growing up. I didn't get particularly close to most of them. There was a set of three kittens that I got attached to, though. Their mother had died and I tried to raise them after that. They were born a little late in the year, and despite my efforts they didn't put enough weight on to get through the winter. Finding the last one dead was a real gut-punch.

You're grieving, and there's nothing wrong with that.
 
I’d like to lighten the mood that I am at fault for bringing down. I’m trying to replicate a sweet/salty bread that I had years ago in Peoria Illinois. A restaurant called Avanti’s. The made a sandwich called a Gondola. Nothing special about the toppings. American cheese, cold cuts, lettuce and some condiments. Mayo, mustard maybe.

But the bread as what made the thing taste so goods. Light crust if any crust. Chewy salty sweet dough.

I’m trying to replicate it and got to talking about yeast with my daughter. Reminded me of a crappy poem I wrote eight years ago and posted here. You old timers might remember.

So if you're brewing or baking this weekend, keep in mind it's an honor to have these little guys working for you!

Ode to Yeast by the Yeasty Brothers

We are Yeast and we are hungry young beasts!
We have been around longer than you have,
And we know how too feast!
There are many of us on this planet here,
We are the secret ingredient in bread, and great beer!
Of our brothers and sisters there are many of us,
Here are some of our names, pretty impressive I trust!
Saccharomyces cerevisiae, we make great ale,
Saccharomyces pastorianus, we're bottom dwellers
and we brew lager quite well!
Our Yeast family - Man, we're all pretty swell!
So the next time you decide to bake bread,
Or brew up a batch of your favorite IPA instead.
Remember the wise words that we have just spoken
It will put a smile on your face, and boost your hemoglobin!
So heres to all of our wonderful yeast cousins,
We have at least, a few trillion dozens!
Thanks go to you, and to your crew,
For all the delicious goodness, you fellows do!
 
Never worry about bringing the mood down in the thread. It's life. I've been over on the Dogs thread a few times and noticed someone going through something like you did.

I guess it's just a problem with certain generations, like yours and mine. We're less likely to think much of friendships formed online. I don't have to look much younger than me to find people who accept the friendships they've formed online as being just as valid as friendships formed IRL.

I'm always a little leery of giving out too much info online, though, as I'm the right age where I was a kid during the early years of the internet and the stranger danger that accompanied it.
 
My goodness. I should drink oftener than I do. Some beers and I start getting into eighties songs. Having said that

 
This thread , “I Like this Time at Night on HBT” might not have the big following it did 10 years ago but to me this has always been a home to celebrate life in all its wonders.

I can not explain how wonderful sharing life’s celebrations and tragedies is strengthening.

Dan Dawson
 
Music makes us

Since about January 2021 I've been trying to teach myself to play some music.

Trying to find ways to stay sane under current circumstances. Your statement reminds me of a John Muir quote, that "man needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and places to pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul".

He was obviously talking about spaces unspoiled by human demolition and construction. I'm very thankful for what he did for the national parks movement.

His statement could be tweaked, something like "man needs beauty as well as bread, moments where appreciation of the labor of artists may heal and give strength to body and soul".

I'm not trying to set up anything competitive between nature and art. Spending time appreciating your favorite art can heal the soul almost as well (or better, depending on what you prefer) as time spent on your favorite rock watching the sun rise or set over the ocean (or large lake, or mountain).
 
I'm a bit envious of the artists whose muse is nature. Painters and photographers capture amazing moments in the forests, from the peaks of mountains, on boats in the open water.

I've had the good fortune to visit a couple of national parks over the past year. I brought my harmonica both times, but I rarely played it while out on a hike. Silence can be a fantastic experience as well.
 
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There was an old Apple tree ( don’t ask me what type- I was just 10-12 years old) behind my dads office. There was also a huge walnut tree, a lilac bush and and shoot if I can remember some flowers.

Amazing how memories stand out especially if they are associated with smell. My dad smoked a pipe as long as I can remember, all men did back then. Pipe, or cigarettes. Way back in the old days when that was ok.

I’m not saying smoking a pipe or cigar in enclosed spaces was a great idea but to each their own outside.

Not now. You might as well not

I smoke cigars on occasion, like smoking my pipes and enjoying different tobaccos, pipe tobacco and cigars types.

When I was younger smoked cigarettes. Can’t stand them anymore.

Hard to find a place to smoke a cigar or pipe these days. I do believe second hand smoke isn’t great so I don’t smoke in areas that are enclosed. I remember being a kid in the 1970’s during family get togethers. Layers of smoke inside houses. I’m not a proponent of that.

Just want to smoke my pipe and occasionally a cigar outside without some health freak telling me I’m destroying thie lungs. Lungs are strong unless they are let live lethargically and then the slightest sniff of tobacco smoke makes their weakness show.

I am not for cigarette smoking but believe pipe and cigar smoking should have a accepted understanding in society. With the understanding
 
Dan, you're a good dude, I enjoy chatting with you. We've had pretty different experiences around tobacco. I'm pretty anti-tobacco.

Thankfully, I grew up in a smoke free household. My dad loves to visit with everyone. I remember when I was in early/mid grade school and we'd go to the barbershop, if you can call it that. It was a one man operation a guy ran out of his basement.

Dad would always let everyone else go first. He'd get his hair cut last. I waited impatiently, with no other kids my age there, and I don't remember dad letting me bring any toys or coloring books or anything to entertain me. After dad would get his hair cut he'd stay and keep visiting with the barber, who was closing up, for another half hour or so. The barber always lit up a cigarette after everyone but us had left. I hated it. I already had wanted to leave almost an hour or more before that. I didn't want to breathe that nasty smelling crud in, and if dad didn't like how I behaved, maybe I wasn't hiding my impatience well or an adult actually seemed to want to talk to me and dad didn't like the subject that I talked about, I was going to get some grief about it on the drive home.

I have never handled an individual cigarette. In college I didn't mind hanging out with some of the guys in the frat while they smoked outside, but my then girlfriend now wife can't stand cigarette smoke smell, probably partly because she has some mild respiratory issues. Most of the frat guys have gone on to struggle with quitting smoking. Now, my neighbor's baby momma mostly stopped smoking while she was pregnant, but it seems that she doesn't mind leaving junior in the house by himself once in a while while she steps out for a smoke.

I'm not diagnosed with any lung issue, but I've felt since grade school that my lungs aren't as good as other people my age, despite being a farm kid who attempted to play a couple of sports. I just seem to get winded easier. It's one of the reasons biking is a favorite means of excercise for me.

Those are just some of my life experiences that have shaped my attitude towards tobacco.
 
Kent
Thank you for standing for your convictions. If we ever get a chance to meet, I’ll do what I always do and smoke outside to not interfere with another person’s health.

My choice isn’t yours and I respect that

Truly
Dan
 
It’s been raining most of the day here. Hawaii weather.

I lived in the dessert lands of California where rain was rare except when it poured down every few years

I’d rather have rainfall more often. There are a lot of sleep programs that use raindrops. To me that is peaceful to. Mostly. Also means more work which is not a good thing
 
Kent
Thank you for standing for your convictions. If we ever get a chance to meet, I’ll do what I always do and smoke outside to not interfere with another person’s health.

My choice isn’t yours and I respect that

Truly
Dan

Dan I hope I didn't make you feel attacked. Our positions are clearly in opposition, but I don't have any ill will towards you.

I'll say thank you for offering to smoke outside, not necessarily for me, but because I know that if I ever went to Hawaii, my wife would be there with me and she can't stand tobacco smoke. If it was just me, I'd probably go outside with you, and stand just a little bit further away from you than I would if you weren't smoking, and I'd try to be upwind of you. Or at least not directly downwind.

I forget what prompted it, but I did tell my wife that in the unlikely event that we did make it to Hawaii, I'd want to make some time to see if you'd be able to say hi. Unfortunately, as I said, such a trip is unlikely at this point in our lives. I think we're done flying for a few years with kiddo #2 on the way.
 
Kent we are good!

Somebody on this thread started playing songs. It was either Passed Pawn or me. I don’t remember. This thread is more years than I can remember

Let me see if I even remember how to post a song
 
Triumph. My very first concert. Must have been around 1980

Some advertising will probably come first. Hang in there. Music wil come
 
Man. My buddy and me drove about 90 miles to see a Triumph concert. We had our girlfriends.

We parked the car close to the concert area. And damn! The police showed up. The cops back then gave us a break. Dump your beer. We did
 

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