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Washing The Bus
I got most of the paint stripped off and I wanted to begin primering. So, before we could primer, we had to wash the bus! Scott and I decided to have some fun and we took the bus to a car wash. We found one that was a self-wash place and had a station for large commercial trucks.
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With Scott being the more agile of the two of us, it was decided that he would be the one with the fun job of climbing up to the roof to wash the top and I would wash the sides. |
Scott, again, on the roof of the bus, desperately trying to wash it before our quarters ran out in the machine. |
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Me, trying to wash the sides of the bus with the few moments left after Scott got done with the top. |
We took Shadow along with us. Boy, was that an adventure!
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| Scott and Shadow, on the way to the carwash | Shadow just chillin' |
While Scott was on top of the bus about to start washing, I popped my head inside to check on Shadow. I didn't see him anywhere, and he didn't come bounding across the furniture at the sound of one of his toys, like he usually did. I got a little nervous and started calling for him, but no answering meow or movement anywhere. So I called Scott down from the roof, who immediately freaked out at the thought of his little kitty wandering around in unfamiliar territory (Shadow is an indoor kitty). We searched everywhere for him. We even
started to uncase the "doghouse" (inside access to the engine compartment) to see if he might have climbed inside there. As Scott was climbing inside the engine block and I started unhooking the doghouse panels, I thought I heard Shadow's little bell-collar towards the back of the bus. I called Scott in and we started throwing insulation and bags and wood scraps around trying to locate the sound of the bell. We came across a roll of the ceiling insulation. In my frantic haste, I placed both hands on the roll and pushed down, hoping (but not expecting) to feel a lump inside. To my surprise, I did! I leaned down and peered into the roll. Inside was a very annoyed, sleepy kitty!
He was so adorable that I had to grab my camera before he escaped. No sooner did I snap the picture, then he decided we were making too much fuss over his new bedroll and he leisurely climbed out and claimed the Captain's Chair for his own, totally unaware of the panic, and now extreme relief, he had caused!
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