Gathering My Cat's Bones

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Brewdude":xuqfpms3 said:
That was my first thought! What year is it? Looks like it might be mid-late 60's.


Cheers,

RR
You're close, bro'. It's a 1970. Plays nice, sounds sweet. Can't ask for more.

I was smitten by Clarence White (then in The Byrds) at the time I glommed onto it. In fact, I still am. I will forever associate the D-28 with Clarence...and for good reason. Apparently, Martin thinks so too. They've issued a D-28CW Clarence White Commemorative Edition. A fitting tribute to a master.

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Vito":flkpehs3 said:
Brewdude":flkpehs3 said:
That was my first thought! What year is it? Looks like it might be mid-late 60's.


Cheers,

RR
You're close, bro'. It's a 1970. Plays nice, sounds sweet. Can't ask for more.

I was smitten by Clarence White (then in The Byrds) at the time I glommed onto it. In fact, I still am. I will forever associate the D-28 with Clarence...and for good reason. Apparently, Martin thinks so too. They've issued a D-28CW Clarence White Commemorative Edition. A fitting tribute to a master.

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Veet

That case was a dead giveaway.

I had the unique pleasure of borrowing a friend's D-28 sometime in the early 70's. Had it for a couple months. He really didn't play all that much, and I did. Don't remember what year it was. Could have been late 60's/early 70's.

All I know is that it was one sweet sounding and playing guitar. Always been one my Holy Grail acoustics. Maybe someday.

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Cheers,

RR
 
Brewdude":615cjd8t said:
Veet

That case was a dead giveaway.

I had the unique pleasure of borrowing a friend's D-28 sometime in the early 70's. Had it for a couple months. He really didn't play all that much, and I did. Don't remember what year it was. Could have been late 60's/early 70's.

All I know is that it was one sweet sounding and playing guitar. Always been one my Holy Grail acoustics. Maybe someday.

:sunny: 


Cheers,

RR
RR:

If you're ever down here in SoCal, lemmee know, and we'll jam, and maybe consume some adult beverages, and burn a bowl o'weed together.

You can play the D-28. :mrgreen: 

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Vito":ejmc17dg said:
Brewdude":ejmc17dg said:
Veet

That case was a dead giveaway.

I had the unique pleasure of borrowing a friend's D-28 sometime in the early 70's. Had it for a couple months. He really didn't play all that much, and I did. Don't remember what year it was. Could have been late 60's/early 70's.

All I know is that it was one sweet sounding and playing guitar. Always been one my Holy Grail acoustics. Maybe someday.

:sunny: 


Cheers,

RR
RR:

If you're ever down here in SoCal, lemmee know, and we'll jam, and maybe consume some adult beverages, and burn a bowl o'weed together.

You can play the D-28. :mrgreen: 

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That's an offer I won't refuse brother!

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Cheers,

RR
 
I had a Taylor acoustic made from German maple that had a resounding bright tone. Paid $800 for it in 1987; great guitar. I loved it but sold it in the throes of unemployment. I can't write poetry and practice guitar enough to be decent, and as I was always better with words and liked working with them better than playing, it was no great hardship; but I miss it even so.
 
To all true friends
Legs two and four
Strong in our hearts
Departed long yore
Though never replaced
Exact eyes or face
May we always find more.

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Looked exactly like Rizzie does.

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Sorry for the sappy poem, just...kind of...had to. <img class="emojione" alt="?" title=":shrug:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/emojione/assets/png/1f937.png?v=2.2.7"/>

I've met some truly cool animals in my life (two legs and four)... ;)
 
Meanwhile, pressure is mounting for the acquisition of a new canine here at Casa Vito. All the females ganged up on me this morning...

...well, not counting the cat. But she knows something's up. If she knew what we're contemplating and we took a vote, I doubt she would be among the "ayes". She's ruling the roost right now, and seems to have become quite comfortable having all of the two-legged minions at her exclusive beck and call.

Nevertheless, past experience has shown that she'll have no trouble "training" a pooch as to who's boss. :mrgreen: 

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:D

Good luck finding the right doggy-in-the-window, Veet. :D Plenty of pictures when the new family member arrives?

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Kyle Weiss":wvea7jkc said:
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Good luck finding the right doggy-in-the-window, Veet.   :D  Plenty of pictures when the new family member arrives?

8)
You can count on it, Kyle.

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An owl swooping down and carrying away a beloved pet seems to me to be a particularly savage way for it to die. Sorry!
 
Maybe. But I think quick, unexpected & violent is as good a way as there is. Beats all hell out of fading away, half an inch at a time, in misery.

Benjamin GingerTom got caught by a big dog in a snowdrift on one of his rambles. We had no idea until it melted. He just . . . didn't . . . come . . . home. It was a relief to learn what had happened to him, sad as that was.


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Vito":0tj2aq6o said:
Kyle Weiss":0tj2aq6o said:
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Good luck finding the right doggy-in-the-window, Veet.   :D  Plenty of pictures when the new family member arrives?

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You can count on it, Kyle.

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Yeah, pictures of the newest member of your household.  Try checking the local animal shelter...there are plenty of hounds just waiting for you...and the right home, which I'm sure you will give it.

I prefer rescued dogs myself, they are so appreciative...you'll love yourself for doing it.
 
Life is interesting. I get am sometimes sickened by cats that go outside and kill for sport, mostly because I find the native quail, mountain songbirds, snakes and reptiles to be quite charming. If they ate them, fine, but waking up to six quail with heads gnawed off is pretty gruesome. So the owl balances things a little. As does the dog. As do the coyotes. And the mountain lion.

In the end, it is only us who is vengeful or sad. Also, quite natural, just uniquely ours to deal with.

Honest life, quick death, it's all I can hope for, too. :heart:

 
Sucks losing pets, we don't even call them pets here we just call them family,
after our chocolate lab died we decided to not have another dog, I lasted about 8 months I couldn't take coming home from work and not having him there to greet me, new additions seem to help you heal faster, not that you forget your old friends, but the building of the new relationship eases the loss

Now I have a black and yellow lab greet me everyday, and a main coon too!
 
Saw pictures of your massive kitty with your lady, BC... :cheers: What a champ!
 
Yeah the wife isn't too bad she put up with me for 28 years, he wasn't happy being a beard tho
 
pepesdad1":yqv7bltx said:
...Try checking the local animal shelter...there are plenty of hounds just waiting for you...and the right home, which I'm sure you will give it.

I prefer rescued dogs myself, they are so appreciative...you'll love yourself for doing it.
That's a given, bro’. The county shelters and various private rescue operations are full of four-legged people who are slated for extermination if no one rescues them. We don't look anywhere else. That where we found Kina...

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...whom we lost to cancer in 2010, December. It wasn't an especially cheerful Yuletide. In fact, I'm still grieving. She left a big hole...one that it's time I filled.

See, I didn't want a dog...my kids did. I finally caved and said, "OK...but I have to meet the dog. This is going to be a family member. It's going to take more than four legs and doggie breath to qualify..." So, we went to the Baldwin Park shelter, where Mrs. Vito and the Kidz had previously lined up several candidates for my perusal and approval. I was not impressed.

Then I turned around and spotted Kina in another row of pens. She was about 15 feet away. We made eye contact, and she started vibrating. I walked up to the chain link gate, and she pasted herself up against it, as if to say, "Pet, scratch...anything. Now." I complied. Instant bond. I informed my family, "This is The Dog™. This one. Right here. Not another one. This one." And she really was.

So we're checking all the nearby shelters. For The Dog™. It's only a matter of time.

4noggins.com_Mike":yqv7bltx said:
An owl swooping down and carrying away a beloved pet seems to me to be a particularly savage way for it to die. Sorry!
Thanks Mike. Yeah, it took a while to figure out what happened, but that's how we learned not to let the cats stay out after dark. We live on the edge of a wilderness area, where foxes, coyotes, but most of all owls are the principal predators on kitties. The thing is, the night it happened Kina was very upset, but I didn't know why at the time. Then Tuffer didn't come when I called her, and I thought "...uh-oh..."

I don't know how fast it happens, an owl-kill. It can't be a pleasant thing. But I don't blame the owl. It's just doing what it needs to survive. At least Tuffer's demise did someone some good. The great circle of life, and all that.

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Vito wrote:  "
Then I turned around and spotted Kina in another row of pens. She was about 15 feet away. We made eye contact, and she started vibrating. I walked up to the chain link gate, and she pasted herself up against it, as if to say, "Pet, scratch...anything. Now." I complied. Instant bond. I informed my family, "This is The Dog™. This one. Right here. Not another one. This one." And she really was."

 Yup, you got it.  Those eyes...she lives on in your heart....she will always be there, even if you get more "family members".  It's just the way it is...when you make that bond...so few humans do....sad.
 
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