True, it is camper refurb no. 3, but who’s counting? Well, my wife probably. But, as she knows, I can’t sit still for long. The Airstream is great for parking in a scenic spot and staying a while but not ideal for hauling across country. So, I set out to find myself a rolling bedroom.
Just someplace the wife and I can rest our weary bones while we are enjoying our golden years scoping out the wonders of these United States of America. When i finally found this next project, I bought her without even looking inside. I was gonna gut her anyway, so I was only concerned with a solid frame and exterior. Well, when I got her home, I was surprised to find that aside from the purple walls, this metal gem contains original cabinetry and fixtures. I don’t think I can let that go, soooo it’s gonna be more than just a gutting job.
This should keep me busy during the winter months. Speaking of winter months, things are not really slowing down in the pee business, just shifting to the protection of vehicles, campers(like mine), and boats from damage that can be caused by rodents looking for a warm place to stay. So as a result, the peeshots are flying out the door as fast as we can manufacture them. BobcatPeeShots for mice, CoyotePeeShots for rats and ‘coons, FoxPeeShots for squirrels, and WolfPeeShots for domestic and feral cats. I will update you on my camper project progress in a few weeks. In the mean time, make sure you protect your rv, boat, antique vehicle etc. with 100% PredatorPee.
Until I find more words. . .The PeeMan
It just so happens that this particular song Sixteen Tons was one that I included on the cd that I recorded for my daughters for Christmas 2015. Entitled, “Dad Sings Country,” the recording included 3 classic country songs. I got some friends with a recording studio to help me out, and I sang over pre-recorded tracks. I thought that this was a pretty unique gift, and I have to admit I was fairly pleased with myself. That is, until I brought it home for my wife to listen to. After the three tracks were over, with a barely suppressed laugh she said something like, “I think that cd might give the girls nightmares.” Well, so much for my country singing aspirations. I still gave the cds to the girls. Obviously, “Dad Sings Country” is a limited edition – they can at least use it as a coaster. Maybe next year I will try rap – “PeeMan Slays” or something like that.












ce again into a thing of beauty as I daydream about warm summer breezes and reading by the campfire.











