Showing posts with label Murphy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Murphy. Show all posts

Friday, April 08, 2022

RIP The Good Dog Ms. Memphis Belle

Murphy's dog Bell has gone on to puppy heaven.

Belle was gentle, mischievous, and an impressively able escape artist.

I remember the day this picture was taken. 

 I had helped move Murph and the pups to New Orleans. Not more than a few minutes after this picture had been taken, Belle had escaped the backyard and shown up on the front porch, very proud of herself.


Losing a dog like that is losing a family member and Murphy took her in, fixed her up and saved her, and gave her the best 9 years a dog could possibly want.

If you have a chance, hop over to his page and give him your condolences.

Sunday, March 20, 2016

N'Orleans Crawfish

In between bouts of unpacking there's opportunities to sample the local cuisine.

Today: Crawfish boil.



Looks pretty good, tastes better and it takes effort to eat and is a fun experience. 4lbs of crawfish were gone real fast.

Saturday, March 19, 2016

Operation MMNM - The Unpackening

The trailer is now empty and I'm now tired.

Ammo and rifles are cunningly hidden in closets as movers arrived right as we got the last stuff out.

Now, will the house sink into the swamp with the added weight of all this ammo? Or will it stay?  

He doesn't have huge tracts o' land, but it's a nice house indeed and should serve him well.

Now to help direct the movers and get more stuff unpacked.

Didn't believe me about the chickens in the last post?

Feral New Orleans G. Gallus domesticus.

Friday, March 18, 2016

Louisiana: The Murphy and Mutts Have Landed

Safe and at his new place. 

Now the fun with unpacking begins.

Operation MMNM - Louisiana

Just made it to the Louisiana border.



Thunderstorms, driving rain, howling beasts in the back, nothing can stop us.

Under 40 miles to go to get Murph n Mutts to their new home.

Thursday, March 17, 2016

Arrived Safe In NC

We've arrived safe at our most gracious host here in North Carolina.

Not a bad trip, and yes the trailer did actually make it all this way.

We met up with Keads with no problems and had some fun I'll blog about later.  Now it's time for some food.

Up early tomorrow to head to New Orleans.

Operation MMNM Departing

Watching Murph pack is rather entertaining, shoving in last minute stuff into the trailer willy-nilly.

Dogs are ready to go big time.

Finally all is loaded and we're about to go.


Operation MMNM Day 2

The trailer currently looks like this:



All I have to say is that without the massive help from Stretch with moving the ammo, and Proud Hillbilie loading rifles (the ones subsequently lost in the inevitable kayak accident when Murph demanded going down the Mississippi to get to New Orleans), it could not have been done.  Bruce, Rebecca, and Murphy's neighbor the other Aaron also came to help load and were an immeasurable help. 

After loading we did some touch up painting around the Lair.

Amazingly there's still stuff that needs to be loaded before we go.  Will it all fit? Will the trailer actually move with all this stuff in it? Stay tuned.

Wednesday, March 16, 2016

Upstairs, Downstairs, Upstairs....

It's Day One of Operation Move Murph N Mutts - The Loadening

Murph is off getting the trailer and doing some last minute stuff about town.

I'm moving the armory. From the top floor to the basement to position it for loading in the trailer when it arrives.

I half expect it to not all fit.

Lugging boxes and wrapped rifles and crates of ammo down stairs and repeating ad infinitum sure counts as a workout. 

Hmm, this one weighs quite a bit, must be a Garand....here's one with a bolt and an Enfield outline...

You can never have too many guns or too much ammo except when you're moving.

 I have not yet had coffee as there's none to be found in the house. That's a serious workplace violation I tell you. This could get serious.

The stairclimbing continues.

Friday, October 31, 2014

The Howl Of The Lair Dogs

A ferocious round of barking greeted me as I drove up to the Lair.

Murphy and Belle were standing watch and gave some god ferocious barks as my car pulled up the driveway.

Once inside and reintroduced, both dogs were quite welcoming, likely remembering me from prior visits both here and up in Michigan.

Once we were introduced and inside they were happy to see me, and a couple begging strips I had brought along and we were best friends.

Good dogs.

Monday, December 17, 2012

Weekend Fun

Quite the busy weekend, tempered with the tragedy in Connecticut that I will blog about later.

On the upside guess who came to town?

Murphy and ML came in on a short-notice visit.

We had a nice dinner Saturday night with Murphy's Law, his mom, and all the gang. Even with a cast on, she put on a fantastic dinner.

Murphy became quite attached to Leah, laying down right beside her during dinner. Whether this was from her playing with him just before dinner, or his figuring that the smallest one at the table would drop the most turkey to him, I'm not sure.

After dessert, ML, Abby, Corbin and I went out after dessert to play laser tag at Zap Zone. Abby is getting seriously into laser tag and getting pretty good at it too. Her short size keeps her below most people's line of sight until she lases them. She had a blast and did pretty well indeed.

On Sunday morning, ML, Corbin and I went to the range. We were distracted on the way by ML spotting a Unimog for sale that he needed to check out and a further delay was then caused but I'll let him explain it.

It's accurate to say that once we finally got to the range, Corbin had a blast.

Yes, that's ML's .41 magnum, a really nice shooting pistol. Having had the opportunity to shoot it, I can see what the fuss is all about - less recoil than a .44, great accuracy and a great trigger in double or single action.

As for my 45 reloads fresh off the Dillon they worked great.

No problems feeding, every round went where it was sent and they had plenty of oomph to drop plates and poppers with aplomb. Nice and accurate loads and it turns out that Accurate No.5 is a very nice powder for 45 ACP.

Corbin liked my 1911 and these loads quite a lot.

We shot a few more pistols and then headed to the rifle range.

As for my new 300 Blackout AR, the results were somewhat mixed.

First, the Aimpoint needed a lot of adjustment to get zeroed.

It started off low and left by about 4 feet in each axis at 75 yards, so I had to bring the target in closer and start adjusting. After some judicious cranking, its now perfectly zeroed for 100 yards and I can easily hit steel plates on the 100 yard line with no problems.

The Core 15 Upper was quite superb with no feeding issues and very tight accuracy - groups were amazingly tight (though very low and left until the Aimpoint was zeroed, but the groups were pretty impressive even so.

The 300 Blackout cartridge was great - very low recoil impulse, soft shooting and accurate.

On the downside, one of the pins in the receiver decided to go for a walk, rendering it rather unusable as it moved out of its hole. I've bought some anti-walk pins and will install them to correct the issue.

ML also brought along his Ruger Mini 14 and his Bushmaster AR with the AK-style muzzle break from hell. The concussion from that thing is deafening even as it reduces felt recoil from the 5.56 to .22LR levels.

Here's ML with the far more pleasant Mini-14 in action.

We then shot my S&W M&P15-22, which ML and Corbin both loved and I'm liking it a lot too. I fired the full 25 round magazine and repeatedly hit the 100 yard steel so easily it was almost boring how repetitive the "ting" sound came back after every shot.

So it was a great time at the range.

But the day wasn't done yet.

Abby and Leah had been invited to a birthday party for a friend that was being held at the Campus Martius Ice Skating Rink in downtown Detroit of all places.

Of course, luck would have it that the rink wasn't quite right. Apparently on Friday during some electrical test it had been overloaded and the compressors had been burned out, leaving a massive layer of water on the rink and it wasn't scheduled to be fixed until Monday. This led to some very wet clothing on the kids, but they had a good time. Lots of security and police were around so aside from a few pan handlers it was pretty uneventful.

We then walked over to American Coney Island, a Detroit landmark, for hot dogs and birthday cake. I had a coney dog and it was quite delicious.

On the way to the American Coney Island we passed by the Michigan Iron Brigade memorial marker.

Then after coneys and cake we headed home.

Amazing how much potential and how great Detroit could be if they could just get themselves together and got rid of the idiots busy running it into the ground.

So it was a very full weekend.

Sunday, December 25, 2011

Christmas Eve with Murphy's Law

I and the family received an invite from Murphy's Law to spend Christmas Eve with his family. He came to town and brought Murphy with him.  Getting together with Murphy's Law and his folks for Christmas has become an annual tradition.

This was the first time for me and the kids to meet Murphy and he was very well behaved indeed.

Yes, I'm a good dog.

The kids had no problems petting him and he was very gentle and friendly. The time and love Murphy's Law has put into training him has certainly paid off.

In the crimes of opportunity department, however, he did scarf down a lemon meringue pie before we arrived. But if you leave a pie within a dog's reach and leave the kitchen its considered an attractive nuisance so there is some mitigation in sentencing.

Pie, for me? Well, if you insist by leaving it out...



After a great traditional dinner of roast beef, mashed potatoes and gravy and all the trimmings, we exchanged gifts.

We got the Spud an MSU watch and a custom MSU light plate for his room.


As to the gift I had alluded to in my previous post for Murphy's Law, it decodes to: Ruger LCP stuff.

I got him a DeSantis Nemesis Pocket Holster for the LCP and a Ruger factory spare magazine for it.

I received a cool book from him: The Lost Squadron: A Fleet of Warplanes Locked in Ice for Fifty Years.  The book is about  the recovery effort to retrieve a squadron of P-38s and B-17s that had been buried 260 feet under the ice in Greenland after crash landing there in World War 2.  In keeping with the theme, I plan to read it this winter on a day when we're iced in to the house.

The kids got some nice craft activities as presents and everyone had a good time.

Murphy even got some yummy roast beast scraps and a walk out of the deal and was a very happy dog with all the attention.

Merry Christmas to you all from a good dog.

So to my Christian readers out there, may you have a very Merry Christmas indeed.