Hang on Snoopy!!
I mean Old Fuff...here comes the Calvary!!
We have Tuner and his dogs, Chris on a Motorcyle, Brian and his daughter, Smoke and I burning up the highway in a pick up and cutting across fields, Blues Bear is blowing doors off from his direction...
Later...
Amid the dust and devastion, The Institution is a shambles. The "Mental Counselor" is now wearing a straight jacket, and in Observation himself at another facilty, his "therapy" is to watch Eddie Eagle tapes.
Old Fuff is back home, good whiff of Hoppe's No. 9 and is wide-eyed and bushytailed. All better now , Old Fuff is back to working on steel guns with real parts.
Chris is gonna do a write up on his method of using a BFR in 45-70 to "open doors" shooting weak handed and riding his motorcycle up steps.
Brian and Gus are headed back with cast iron skillets...the Institution's kitchen has no use for them anymore. We still ain't figured out what Gus wanted with the all the stuff she stuffed in a rented U-haul - you'd think she was setting up house, or something. Raided the linen supply, all the canned goods, furniture and curtains from the Admins office. Whew! that desk was heavy!
Blues made off like a bandit with the musical stuff he found in the basement...saxaphones, horns...
Smoke and I are taking the long way home. Taking short cuts across open spaces, chasing critters"out of the way" at night....I never knew the long cord on a Q beam could be used as a lasso...Smoke taught me that trick...[ Smoke - hey is that fella with the annoying flashing blue lights still trying to keep up....can't tell with all the dust back there...hold on!]
Tuner finally got home with the trigger, getting all fitted up and gonna give a report.
Old Fuff is better than new. Found a old Model 10 with some rust and pitting, internals pristine...he is happy and the world is right again.
When he takes a break, he has Tuner's famous coffee, fried pies and all sorts of eats to munch on...
dang that fella with the blue lights is persistent...hold on Smoke, gonna jump another ditch...