well ...... kinda of a long strange some people might not understand story.
When I was a kid growing up I was into everything, if it wasn't broke I broke it, if it was put together I took it apart, into everything, nothing stood outta my path that wasn't touched. Even became a chevy tech so I could get paid to take things apart. Then when I got married my wife and I soon found out that we couldn't have children because of a female do-dad gone bad, and I was kinda devastated, so outta kindness she bought me an eskimo spitz puppy on our second christmas. When we brought him home he got into everything that wasn't tied down, no matter how high or low, he even rearanged some rooms at times. We got extremely close, he had an accident when he was 2 and had to go under the knife when he woke I was there and from then on he never left my side. He went with me from east to west even to the races. After 15 years though he developed cancer, we done everything we could, but naturally to no avail. this year march the fourth, just 3 days after my birthday he left. I know it sounds korny but not being able to have kids, he was just like my son. So my cb handle and forum name became a tribut to my boy. Its funny how some people feel about animals and explaining this isn't to be taken sadly, because I still get into everything I can and I rembember all of the good days with my boy. Just the other day I was in the shop taken apart my race bike for no reason, when my wife walked in and said " You do know youre almost 40, youre still a little stinker taking things apart for no reason ain't ya" Boy bet ya wished ya had'nt ask now huh I am extremly long winded.