26oz of 134a, 2oz oil = good cold AC
Today I get a later start, go shopping after breakfast, find and remember most of what I need, only get a few things I didn't plan to buy. I pickup a sub and plan to eat it on the water after I recharge the AC in the truck.
I add the oil and leak stop, 4 OZ can - it takes it in a few minutes. Next 12oz of 134a - 3-5 minutes and it is blowing cold again. Still taking both the 2oz of oil/leakstop, 2oz of 134a and another 12 that fast I figure it needs another can. So this time it take a good 10-12 minutes to pull the can empty and now the AC is blowing COLD.
Next to the backyard to fill last nights escape route and then to the garage for the kayak. I get the kayak out from over the busted ES and I go to gather Maggie up - she is no where to be found, not inside, not in the fenced yard. I check and find one gate loose - I had opened them last night when looking for her and must not have closed it, she checks gates.
So another ride around to look for her - but there are lots of people around and she isn't mugging for attention. Then I remember I had the shed open for the shovel...
I head back home and give a call when I come into the yard - barking from the shed. Easy enough I thought - oh no - she had pulled a Bouncer and cornered a opossum under the shed. At that time all I knew she had something cornered - lots of barking from time to time and some growling. I first figured it was going to be one very upset cat.
I call and call and stamp on the floor but she would not come out. So I try to dig near the barking - no luck, frame sunk into the earth. Finally after I consider cutting the floor open I go for my trusty 2 ton bottle jack.
Once I get the front of the shed 8-12 or so inches off the ground I see something grayish with an eye but no Maggie - I was getting worried. When I get the front of the shed 16-18 inches off the ground I can plainly see it is a medium sized opossum but no Maggie - I was worried - did she go into the far corner of the shed to die? I head into the house for a flashlight and who do I find at the door - Maggie. Damn dog did an end run on me to get some water but never came by to let me know she climbed out the other end.
If I didn't live in town I would had got the 22 an shot the ugly thing, if I had a stockade fence I might have used a subsonic round even in town but with a sheriff deputy next door shooting it wasn't an option. I tried to chase it out of the yard using Maggie on a rope and a shovel to poke and prod. All I can say is Maggie had it cornered, she was somewhat tenacious but not really ready to grapple with a opossum to the death - not that I wanted her to get injured in the fight anyways My other option was to beat it to death with a shovel - didn't quite feel up to that today. Yet if I could have used the 22 she had it cornered and set for a shot - ok it is not like opossums are the most cunning animals to hunt, in fact playing possum is their M.O. but she had it set waiting for me to do something.
Now there is thunderstorm is off in the distance and just won't move through, I finally get everything loaded up but it is still there. We head up to the park and sat a picnic table watching the lightning strike to our west but the clouds are not moving much at all. So no evening paddle tonight and just when I get home it finally opens up - of course the boat is face up in the bed of the truck, the engine is still outside..
At least the AC is cold in the truck again.
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