Bus Living, Truck Living, Boat Living. You name it, if you live in a home that is capable of moving by itself, or have the desire to, then this is the place for you.
I seem to pickem wrong myself, and have had some doozies over the years but all of them want to just sit down and let me support them, they all have quit their job within 6 mos and then want to go on shopping sprees, vacations, and what not. even one thought I should buy her a new car, after she wrecked her 10 year old vehicle while visiting her sister in Ft Worth TX. I was working 16 hours a day then, in the oil field and was not even in the car with her, we actually split up over it, and she had to go get a job and another fool. I guarantee if there is another she will know how to cook or at least help, I always said I could do bad by myself. And if she can't live in a bus, she better already have a house.
James in da GRAYDAWG
I ONCE WAS A MIGHTY GREYHOUND
I THEN GOT OLD AND RETIRED
I LOST MY SEATS AND GOT A NEW GIG
I AM NOW A HAULIN SOME OLD DAWGS &
I BECAME THE GRAYDAWG
Kitty would take a bullet for me, too. She's always happy to see me and never throws hammers at me or plates food or yells because I cry when someone dies.
I never had the chance to make "a lot" of bad choices...just one that lasted 26 years. I don't know which would be worse...knowing they're a jerk or having no clue until one day they don't come home and next thing you hear they're engaged to somebody else but still married to you
Dead cats are fun! So many things you can do with them.
Leave them on the street on hot summer day and after a while they get rolled out nice and smooth and flat and make a great "sail cat". Kind of like a furry frisbee. Take 'em to the frisbee golf course at the park and play a round.