Jack and his buddy drove home this morning, leaving at 2 AM and getting in before 10 AM. He was not too enthralled with his Mom.
We had a tragedy at home. One of Jack's parakeets, Vicky, was dead at the bottom of the cage this morning. Skipper was missing his tail feathers and upset. I don't think that any cat was involved, but it was a sad homecoming for Jack.
I installed one set of kayak lifts last evening and have my kayak stored under the carport. I will do Jack's tomorrow morning. I am also going to start the posts and girders for the mezzanine tomorrow as well. I did get my Shopsmith upgraded to the new power unit and boy is it sweet!
Sorry to hear about Jack’s parakeets. Large or small we love them all. Our parakeet is about 12 years old and he talks up a storm. He barks like a dog and I have heard him crow like our roosters...really!