New Years Eve entertainment consisted of photographing the two little, yappy house dogs, who were let out late in the evening to "do their thing" in the caterers' yard. (Too bad my camera's lens isn't wide angle.) Say, Hi, to Rufus and friend. Believe me, these are the cutest living organisms on the property.
This other picture of the three yard dogs (at least their tails) was taken earlier this year during Lynda's foray into experimental fence reconstruction using the latest architechural styles. Anyway, they are newly licensed. Can you believe it? The neighbors were guarding their illegal business with "undocumented guard dogs"! According to Manteca's scripture-quality records, meet Gus, Whiskey, and Blue.
Kinda appetizing, don't you think, to have FIVE dogs roaming the half-acre property of a couple undocumented caterers? You know... crapping, pissing, shedding, sticking their noses into ice buckets, given free access to everything?
Manteca's may as well not have animal control ordinances. For those who remember... No, the simple question posed to Manteca's Police Chief over six weeks ago has not been answered. That question did not even address the cats and the chicken.
Ah, yes...don't forget the flying chicken shit factory. This bird could just as easily perch on a catering truck as a porch roof - and let it fly.
I doubt the commercial commissaries (the REAL ones) have a zooful of animals running wild around their premises. But, hey... what do I know? This whole catering truck business and its operators, judging by the TLC Sisters, give me the creeps. (What does TLC mean, anyway? Twisted Libidinous Cisterns?)
Besides, after all, doesn't the San Joaquin County, Environmental Health Department send a sanitation inspector next door ONCE a year to make sure the feces of the dogs, cats, chickens, and a couple old bats don't contaminate the burritos? Gives ya warm fuzzies on the outside - and maybe the inside, too - don't it?
Eat hearty, mates!
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