Salvage?

 

Another moldy/nicotine-stained painting... yep, you heard that right! We haven't smoked in our home going on seventeen years! That is when I quit!

So this picture was tossed into the shed or garage or wherever and forgotten about... Until I saw it and was in my restoration mode!

So I tried the same mold-removing spray and it took not only the mold off and nicotine but most of the paint too! Don't worry this one was not signed and so no one knows who originally did the two rocky pieces with a land mass between them, it was all white and brown and indeterminate of its actual scaping, of what? Was the question? Mine was little more than a guess of what it was...!

What transpired in the picture below was due to Hubby's suggestion mainly. Florida does not have scapes like that, California does. So I gave it water and sky and hopefully, the land mass looks like sand as Hubby suggested. I added the sun too! I was slightly impressed with my own ability to make a nearly perfect round rendition of the sun free-handed! I signed it even in the lower right-hand corner and wrote the year too! It too now hangs in our guest room behind the door above the pegs that hold Hubby's cap collection!

Starting from the left...The lighter blue one is Busch Nascar Team, and the black one next to it is F.I.T. which is an acronym for First In Team, (Not Fashion Institute of Technology, the other fashion school in NYC!) for disasters that Hubby was proud to be a part of as a deputy, the navy blue one next to it is the National Law Enforcement Explorer Conference is 2002 that he was in charge of the local Explorers scouts, the last one the green and yellow one is Quaker State racing. We lived nearly nine years ten miles away from the Daytona race track, thus two racing caps!

 Okay, so what is salvage truly?  Click on any one of them for more details...

Definition of salvage: rescuesaverecoverretrieveraisereclaimget backrestorereinstate

https://www.dictionary.com/browse/salvage

Moving on...

Can this election be saved?

People are spreading untruths about how it will be on the up and up!

Please have faith in its legitimacy!

Vote, and without qualms that your vote means a lot and will be counted!

Moving on again... Here's hoping that Nancy's husband Paul Pelosi has a rapid recovery from the horrific hammering by the intruder that was caught causing a broken skull and damage to his right arm that he had surgery on. The intruder was calling out for Nancy!

Story below...!

https://www.yahoo.com/news/paul-pelosi-secretly-called-911-023715536.html

He was apparently loaded with false information!

MY MUSES are below!

Lastly, moving on to who they are, our crew...

...3 months and 4 years old

Aussie, say good day!

I am Aussie, not from Australia, but American-made. 

I will comply for its fun, so I will say good day!

I am called Aussie because my mom asked a sixteen-year-old girl who had been looking at me in the crate I was in at the adoption site that day what she thought I should be named. Mom asked her age, but not her name...ha! And without hesitation, the teenager had said Aussie! By the way, she was just looking, so my mom did not steal me from her.
We never did find out the girl's name, and mom liked the name Aussie too. Since then, we have discovered that it is a ubiquitous name, but it is still just right for me! My parents think that I am uncommon, even say unique! I do like that.
I am an Australian Shepherd, a red Merl. And here is an interesting factoid about me was supposed to be a miniature Australian Shepherd, but as you might know, I AM NOT! Although I am now four years old, I am the baby, though I am the largest of the fur babies, and due to my breed and being standard, I am a bit too big, ha! 
I was three months old when mommy and daddy adopted me. I had been taken out of a hoarder's home in the Carolinas with my litter. 
Above is my PIC, taken on the birthday I share with my dad, but dad is much older than me!!! I was the first to be adopted, on February 16, 2018, on dad's brother's birthday.

No tail/tale publishing, circa 2018.

Get it? I was born without a tail, preferable for all Australian Shepherds; only one out of five are born that way!

                                           

Hello, I am Bella, in the picture above, a Maltese Yorkie, a Morkie. I might be six years old.We are all rescues, so no one knows our ages for sure. I am the middle child, so I am what you would expect, with all those idiosyncrasies that go along with that! Being the only girl has its rewards, as well as its difficulties. 
I was turned in by my previous family, stating that I was misbehaving with their elderly dog it had been said that I was driving him crazy! I was the second to be adopted on 8/18/18 on clear out the shelters day!
My record called me Belle, so for no known reason, mom decided I was more of a Bella; beautiful either way!

Hey, wait! Please don't forget me! I am Chance, pictured above, a Bichon Frise! I am seven years old, so they think, and the eldest, and I like getting up early with mom and Aussie. Bella sleeps late with Dad, till after seven most days, even later sometimes! 

I enjoy a good tug-a-war on the ropes that dad had twisted for Aussie and me, and sometimes even Bella plays too! I was the last to be adopted on January 23, 2020. 

I had been wandering the neighborhood for days, and then I saw Aussie and Bella in their living room window, so I hung out there... 

The animal control lady had been called and came out to see if I had a chip I.D. with her machine, and dad told her that he wanted to name me Chance. His reason is that if no one claimed me, "I want to give him a second chance!" So that is how I got the name Chance!

The Animal Welfare League checked me out and kept me for sixteen days until I was allowed to be adopted. Good evening.  

Easy as Aussie, Bella, and Chance, now you got it! In order of adoption!