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The inner workings of the mind of Malcolm, distinguished canine.

Thursday, October 16, 2003

Log #001:

Today I believe I will lounge about in the afternoon sun. Perhaps I shall work on that compressed natural gas engine I found discarded behind the shed. They don't know I have it. I have been keeping this engine a secret for ages now. But, God willing, soon I will complete the work on the manifold and get it running. It will be perfect for the 1947 Ford truck I have squirrelled away under the tree--the one on the east side of the yard. My goal, or dream, if you will, is to create a classic car with a CNG engine to make better use of our natural resources. Of course I still need to rebuild the entire engine mount system to accommodate the upgrade, and the fuel lines have been completely replaced already, but the work is coming along well. I am quite concerned with the environment, of course. Had they not taken my manhood, I surely would have been a strong paternal presence in the lives of my pups. I am concerned for the young. For their future. And the future of all.

That is precisely why I must continue my work. Granted, had I thumbs, the work would come easier. But I cannot allow that to squelch my ambition. Thank goodness for the mechanical system I have set up under the bush (under the laundry room window)... its hydraulically-powered arms have shouldered (pardon the pun) the lion's share of the work. The solar panels need replacing, to be sure, but it's merely a matter of a few blown cells. I can handle it with my adorable brown eyes closed.

I will log off for now. I truly enjoyed this time we have spent together, my friends.

--Malcolm
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