06-21-2014, 09:59 AM
I know mine looks kind of silly, but when I was registering my Lab was sitting beside me with her tennis ball in her mouth waiting for me to take her to the river to play. Of course my Labs name is Ginger.
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She happens to be missing her tennis ball in this photo.

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She happens to be missing her tennis ball in this photo.
(06-21-2014, 09:47 AM)thumper_imp Wrote: [ -> ]I guess I'll go next.Cool, I actually work at a state prison. 3 more years and I can retire.
I used to work the graveyard shift in a jail dorm, where I had no contact from any other employees, except for my (civilian) aide who worked upstairs--she kept an eye on me from shatter-proof glass while I worked on the floor with the inmates. Some of our aides were great (like the one I married!), and some were uh, well, socially-repressed. When you worked with one of those, it made for a very, very long, 12-hour shift.
One morning at about 4:00am, one of my buddies walked into my dorm office and surprised me with two cups of coffee, ready for some early morning chit chat. He remarked when I saw him come in with the coffee, that I lit up like Thumper the Rabbit (from Bambi), and he expected my foot to start thumping. The name stuck.

), and some were uh, well, socially-repressed. When you worked with one of those, it made for a very, very long, 12-hour shift.