Captain Jack lives out in Willis..He said the rugs we cleaned looked really good. Been a while since they were cleaned. Yes there are stocked fish in those ponds down there. Big fish.
Been retired for years..can't get down to those stock ponds anymore..got a knee problem..but you can follow the cowpath ..its overgrown. Carry that big stick for snakes near the back door. Just put it back when you are thru.
Meanwhile I checked it out and it was full of big gators and cottonmouth snakes.. Good ol Texas fishin fun ! Definitely time to add a baseball bat to my fishing tackle.
Clinic just east of Spring..
The waiting room looks awesome!
Rug looks great!
One fine autumn morning after a fresh rain I approached a set of double french doors swung open and seeing the lady inside hollared out a hello. She said come on in. Her beautiful persian cat was curled up on a Louis XIV hi-backed chair.
I then remembered the difficulty we had with this beautiful feline and the rugs it had soiled with a twinge of remorse. I mentioned the beauty of the cat and dared to ask if she
had resolved the catbox issue ? She said yes he is a beautiful cat. He cost me so much and I decided to keep him anyway.. I had him stuffed. Its all about solutions.
A week later I had another past customer . Last cleaning she had been very frustrated with her longhaired tabby..if that is a breed of sorts. I recalled that the year before she was threatening to find another home for the cat speaking directly to the cat. I did not remark that she solved the cat problem and decided to keep him. I said nothing as I looked at the poor creature curled up under the Christmas tree. It obviously had been stuffed by an amateur.
And then I remembered the very squawky parrot from last time that had been in a cage near the window.. It had been there all this time but made not a sound.. it just stared vacantly at me with unblinking eyes never moving. I slipped silently toward and was tempted to look back one more time. It just kept staring blankly moving not a twitch.
As started my truck in the bright day light I thought..where was that hyper-active poodle she once had ..and therapeutically turned up the volume on a favorite rock and roll tune as I drove speedily away..thinking..no more late night mysteries before I sleep.
good work.- Tomball
Galveston O Galveston ! There was a thrilling book being written about the aftermath of a great storm..but it washed away.
Memorial Park is a great place to walk with a friend. Thanks a bunch for keeping my rugs civilized all these years.
She remarked ..you know Duane its been 25 years yall have been cleaning my (18) oriental rugs.. I remember your dad..(I did too..I thought. Time fades away it surely does.. as I studied the slow ticking of her very antique greatgrandfather clock I had never noticed so intently all these years..)
A big storm had blown thru the
Woodlands from the hot Gulf one fine summer day.. we were inside a house pulling a rug out from under the tallest tree in the Woodlands. It was one of the first original houses settled there as a farm as the cattle in the distant field testified with their lowing. She had been marvelling at the power of the storm thru a large bay window. The ancient 140 foot tall oak swayed confidently as it had for generations before her surviving hurricanes and tornados year after year.. As she was leaving the expansive sunroom and just entering another room a deafening crash shook the house and a gust of rain and splintered glass peppered the walls behind her just where she had been a moment before entering the other room. The magnificent oak had fallen thru the roof right where she had just been standing! The brick support under the bay window stopped the tree suspended just over the heirloom rug she had always cherished.
Like the tree it had been generations in the family.
Next day after the storm we retrieved the rug from under the ancient oak suspended by the brick portion of the wall. It had survived what the oak had not and thought again of the incredible furniture it could possibly yield.
Customer out in Bellaire remarked..Patch looked pretty good she said but.. Not perfect but it blends in.. Much better than that ugly hole. .. "
It really did blend in well even tho the designs on the patch were not the same
as the rug.
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More About Rugs :
RUGS are made in Asia..From the Orient..The Far East.. China and Vietnam in the east to Turkey, Maghreb countries, Cyprus and Iran in the west and the
Caucasus in the north to India in the south. People from different cultures, countries, racial groups and religious faiths are involved in the production of oriental rugs. Oriental rugs are organized
by origin: Persian rugs, Arab rugs, Anatolian rugs, Kurdish rugs, Caucasian rugs, Central Asian rugs, Turkestanian (Turkmen, Turkoman) rugs, Chinese rugs, Tibetan rugs and Indian rugs. An authentic
oriental rug is a handmade carpet that is either knotted with pile or woven without pile.
AREA RUGS are power-loomed factory-made like modern clothing is today. The dyes are clothing dyes (electro-static).. not ancient vegetable dyes . Modern dyes seem to be more resistant to color runs and fade. Styles vary between oriental rug art & modern design themes.
HISTORY OF RUGS
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