Tuesday, December 03, 2013

GAWD is an acronym for Great Ass White Dog.

Gawd has been, like the several before him, left to roam free across the pastures (and anywhere else they care to go). He and his ilk have caused numerous accidents by avoiding drivers, both during the daylight and after dark.

The nature of the dog is to bond with the various animals the dog protects from the coyotes and other predators.

It works fairly well also. Several of the ranchers and stock keepers use them in this area. Folks just accept the likely hood of meeting one of these dogs in the strangest places and think little of it other than to mentally catalog which dog they’ve encountered and note who it belongs to.

“It’s obviously a pretty dastardly deed,” is the way Lt. Doug Nolte put it.

Nolte, the Wichita police spokesman, was talking Tuesday about someone stealing a set of aluminum wheelchair ramps outside an apartment in the 400 block of West Pawnee.

The theft apparently occurred on Nov. 22 or 23 but wasn’t reported until more recently. The resident hadn’t been out of the apartment to notice the theft. A care provider discovered the theft, Nolte said.

It’s possible that the aluminum ramp could have been stolen to be cashed in as scrap metal, Nolte said.

Read more here: http://www.kansas.com/2013/12/03/3156155/wichita-police-theft-of-wheelchair.html#storylink=cpy

An article from the Beacon. It reminded me of GAWD and the near neighbor.

Several robberies occurred in the area about the time the ex-deputies half brother moved from the country to the village. About the same time many of the folks in the immediate area began talking among themselves about strange noises and “I’d swear I saw someone” out the place last night but nothing appeared to be missing.”

Except the near neighbors trailer he keeps attached to his lawn mower was suddenly filled with half barrels. Metal half barrels and the Co-Op was suddenly inundated with half barrels. Metal barrels.

The metal half barrels contained minerals that the folks would fed their livestock. The price of the material included a five dollar refund purchase price. Some of the folks found the barrels of great use in other ways, so instead of returning them they converted them to feed bunkers and other things.

Barrels retain their shape, more or less, generally,  and suddenly the Co – Op was filled with barrels. About, the manager said, two-hundred and fifty of those barrels have come in.

Like the man said, talking to me some time back about the near neighbor, I know he’s a thief but all he steals is small things. Like, you know, tools and stuff like that.


From the reaches,

Ten Whiskey

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User tenwhiskey is also the author of this blog. He currently lives in small town Kansas in a semi-retired condition. His kids are married and gone (thank you). An empty nester. Divorced. Very happy with life as it is. Ten Mile maintains a personal blog here, writing of events as they appear to him; commentary, and opinions abound. He deviates into fiction as the mood strikes and creates flash fiction stories and short stories. He will not warn the reader when he drifts from fact to fiction. He feels adults are, generally, smart enough to figure out which is which. He does, however, attempt to make his fiction sound as true to life as possible. You have been warned. He, as time permits, writes and occasionally sells writing. More often than not he gives it away to various non-paying publishers of Ether Magazines, forums or for entertainment on a wall for in need of a hand friends. He likes candy, pies and a certain amount of strife. In the matter of strife - in his yourth on the farm, he became embroiled in a slinging fight. The fight involved lath as a launcher, fresh cow patties as ammo and it was a six way free for all. A little mud only adds (Umm?) a certain taste to life.
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