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hunterseat df: Hunter Seat Equitation is a division that is judged on the ability and the style of the rider. The riders can be judged both over fences and on the flat.

Although true, hunters DO eat, at least the skilled ones do, my name derives from the world of horses.

And because the word hunter is in my name, people automatically think I'm a guy. Not even close.

Whenever I meet someone named Hunter I have to bite my tongue to keep from saying "That's my name, too!"
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Hang paper and litter

Posted 03-19-2017 at 07:10 AM by hunterseat


"Hang paper" is a term I became familiar with during my brief experience with unions. One union in particular. I was a civilian technician in a reserve military unit.

Someone thought it would be a good idea to nominate me for a position in the union and I thought "sure, why not?" So I attended training. Oddly enough the experience was never documented on my resume.

There are good things about unions, especially protecting workers against unfair labor practices. In our organization, there were sometimes disagreements with supervisors which could only end favorably for the supervisor and the union often took up the cause. That's fine. But during training I was aghast at the focus.

"Hang Paper" was the victory cry of the union. This occurred when the ever evil "management" lost a case and had to post notification (by hanging a sheet of paper) stating so. yay? One of the examples will stick with me forever as a lesson in ridiculousness.

One poor unfortunate, mistreated employee who worked in an office had her trash can relocated. After working there all those years, suddenly the "turn left and drop" action of throwing something in the trash involved several more steps. OH HAIL NO! Grievance filed! Basically management can do whatever they want but they have to give 2 weeks notice which gives the union time to grieve the change. No one told this person in advance of the change and she won the grievance. "Hang paper Management!!! Booya!!" Really? That's the hill you want to die on?

So I bought a new litter box. (stay with me it all goes together). For the past few years Leland, our cat, has made do with a dish pan as a litter box. Cat enthusiasts know how picky cats can be but, despite the smaller dimensions, Leland made do. (no pun intended, though I missed it the first go round)

At one point we had the covered litter box with the swinging door. I like those. Cats can be enthusiastic diggers and the litter stays in the box. One day the dog was browsing at the litter buffet and got his head stuck. Unbeknownst to us, he fought the litter box top so vigorously the swinging door was misaligned. The next trip in, Lelang got stuck. After that he refused to use it. (pun)

Bad news when a cat rejects the litter box. Off came the lid. When we relocated we got the bright idea to use a dish pan, which we already had rather than buy another litter box. Well apparently this New England neighborhood has an organized cat union. I'm serious, I've witnessed gatherings and have heard their vociferous disagreements. And they encourage dissonance. Evidenced by:

Leland started shunning the dish pan. He demanded the door be opened for him to "go" outside. In the mean time, winter was upon us, and the ground froze, a distressing turn of events for a cat born in Hawaii.

So here's Leland: Jump in the dish pan, dig a little, run to the door, demand to be released, run outside, unable to dig a hole in the frozen ground, cry plaintively to get back in, RUN TO THE BASEMENT DOOR and open it with his paw. Disappear and return in a few minutes looking relaxed and ready for a nap.

Let me explain our basement there's a crawl space with a dirt floor. Nuff said.

Am I the only one who has a problem with a litter box in the... bathroom? Not enough room. Kitchen? Yech! Basement? Okay. I can do basement.

So before the organized cat union showed up with a grievance - and I really can't win against charges of insufficient litter box space - I bought a REAL litter box. Then I placed it in the basement...right by the opening to the crawlspace. I placed him in it as an introduction but cat's never stay where you put them. I would have had better luck demanding that he stay out of it.

It's been 2 days. I haven't inspected for treasures but at least it's there. And I can retire the dishpan to the garbage. And hopefully I won't have to hang paper.
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