Time to fess up

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We had a big surprise and it really made us feel good.....except for the red face. A senior moment perhaps?

Some of you will remember the thread where I told about our new trail camera being stolen. Well, we found it! The culprit did not take it very far at all. My wife and I were walking around through the woods mostly looking at what trees we will be cutting this winter. I had made a new trail last year and wanted to take her through it so we came that way on the way back towards the house. We reach a point where it is a bit higher ground and one of my favorite hunting spots during archery season. I had brought her on the atv not that long ago too but this time we came from the lower ground onto the higher ground and looking straight ahead.....we found our trail camera! Hot dog! To this day I do not remember moving that camera to that spot but when I got the pictures, it showed exactly when the camera was moved.....just before I found it missing from the other spot.

So there you have it. I am not ashamed to admit when I goof and this time was a dandy for sure. :red: But sometimes things turn out good in the end and this one did.

All is well that ends well . . . and your faith in humanity is restored . . . a bit.

Kind of like my incident a few weeks ago when I was convinced someone had stolen my containers with a mix of Jet Fuel A and aviation gas . . . I was just thinking over all the bad things that would happen to the would be thief's car, ATV, sled, etc. . . . until I discovered that a well meaning Lt. had come by, saw the containers and moved them inside the training facility.

Jake, my wife, since the time we got married has always thought I was to easy on folks. I like to help others and she thinks they take advantage. I like to have faith in people when she thinks they are nothing but jerks. No, I've lost no faith for sure and it does my heart good to know that we did not have a thief. We have good neighbors for sure.

Dennis, I think I really like your ornery wife. We have something in common at any rate.

Now... where's the SOB who drank up the last of my bottle of hooch? It was sitting right there on the coffee table half-full just a couple hours ago.

I opened this thread wondering what the shocking news would be:
"We actually heat with propane, the wood stove is just for ambiance."
"I only have one woodpile, and I just take pictures of it from different angles."
"I burn green wood."
"I actually have a Blaze King."
"I really split horizontal."

You really had me going there.

Well to be fair . . . it's good your wife keeps you centered . . . sometimes there are bad people out there and some people go through their entire life leeching off others. Not everyone is good as you said in the original post.

BK, my wife got a laugh from your post.

You are right Jake. My wife says, "Thank you to BK and Jake."

Pen, it sort of reminds me of when the kids left home. I had constantly been after them to please put the tools away after using them. Danged kids kept doing it even after they left home.....

I kind of feel bad for throwing out those no-good-for-nothing names at no one...

Ah well, all is good, I feel better now. I'm glad you found it.

We'll never know how those no-good-for-nothing guys felt either. lol

Sometimers.
Sometimes I remember, sometimes I forget.

I found a couple of my stolen tools, somebody put them away. :red:
I'd never look for them there

As I get older I find myself thinking about the hereafter more and more.
I walk into a room and stop and think what am I here after?

I put stuff where I can find it all the time. I'd get all pissed off if I can't find it and ask where it is. Sometimes it gets 'put away', but it's usually where I left it. Now I just ask if anybody has seen it.

My new puppy is disposed towards mischief, and now when I am looking for my stuff, I have somebody to blame. My wife is relieved by the arrival of the puppy, because before, it was her fault. I hesitate to think what goes through her mind when that happens, but the dog clearly sulks.

I still try to blame the kids but the trouble is, one lives about 650 miles from us and the other about 750 miles. Danged kids....

My wife calls it CRS.

Bonnie is schmart

If she can remember.