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Saturday, August 31, 2013

Granddog

August 31, 2013

Davis thought he might come home in August.  There are always August chores.  We know that the start of the fall semester is the trigger to a mad dash to New Year's Day.  It really did seem appropriate that he would fly home after we returned from Ruidoso.  I even had it in mind that we could take a road trip for his return to Columbus and drive some of his furniture back.

That was before Lyndon.

Lyndon, my new granddog.

Lyndon, the smartest dog ever.




Lyndon, the dog who spoiled Davis's trip home this summer.  I guess I'd better go and start knitting some winter booties for him, so his feet don't get cold in frosty Columbus.

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Back at It

August 13, 2013

And you know what the road to hell is paved with, right?  Which completely explains where I am headed if I don't get back to posting, as I intended.


Really, the only question one should ask oneself when approached by an oil company that wants to "borrow" about a foot or so of the water in your lake and promises to dig a well that will replace the water is "Why would I possibly believe this is in my best interest?"