ADOPTED! Suzy and Maggie have been “sisters” for three years and have found for a new home where they can stay together. Maggie is the older one, at least nine years, maybe more. She is a double merle with blue eyes and freckles, who was rescued from an icy road during a snowstorm after her brother got hit by a car. Suzy is all about play and fun. She’s a three-year-old split face, black tri with great capacity to learn. She is food motivated. Suzy may be one of sweetest Aussies on the planet with an energy level of five on a scale of ten. She will roll over for pets from strangers and just thrills to swim and romp.
These girls LOVE human affection. They are amazing with children, even very young ones. Unlike a lot of herding dogs, Maggie seems to enjoy up-close cuddling. Suzy is fine with it, too. But truthfully, Suzy wants an adventurous handler who is going to teach her fun new skills.
Both girls are spayed, are up to date with shots and have been well cared for in West Virginia. Mom was broken-hearted to let them go, but she is spending more and more time taking care of her 88-year-old dad.
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This 1972 Melges M20 is a museum piece! It’s located in Loup City, Nebraska and has been stored inside for at least 15 years. Everything appears original. The current owner learned to sail on this boat with her dad. The original bill of sale can be seen below. Continue reading 1972 Melges Time Capsule for Sale→
With light winds, four Inland 20s made the decision not to follow the other fleets to the start line. Instead, we practiced light air spinnaker work in the lagoon. There were a bunch of new scow sailors. Team Dickson showed up with son Brody and his friend Jack, who got to move the stick. Avocado was driven by Jack Sheehan and fellow Sailing Club of Washington sailor, Jeremy. These savvy salts got their hull out of the water and saw the resulting speed. Good job!
I am always on the prowl for scow sailors to share knowledge about our flat-bottom racing boats. So, you can imagine my enthusiasm when one of the winning-est competitive sailors on the Potomac informed me that there was a “Scow Ball.” As if that wasn’t enough, my good friend also asked if Karen and I would be kind enough to share a table with him and his sailing companion at the “Scow Ball.”