Sunday, July 9, 2017

Country cat, city cat.

Took the dogs for our evening walk. Car turns down the road so the dogs and I move to the side of the road. I glance behind me to see Gandalf, Colt, Alice and Possum slowly move to either side of the road also. The car stops next to me and the window rolls down, the woman driver glances around and says "farm cats?" You don't know how friggin tempted I was to say "No, they're city cats in a survivalist training class".

Time flies

I can't believe it's been two years since I last posted. I have been remiss. 
The puppy is now a 75# bundle of furry love.
Had him dna tested, he is Beagle, German Shepherd, Lab, with some unknown hound mix tossed in.
He's tried to kill me twice since I got him. Once he knocked me down a flight of stairs (luckily just bruises), and once he yanked me down the side of the ditch (tore the knee that time) 
It's been two years since I quit smoking. (I quit shortly after I got Sal)
I only see the Clock-Maker once a year now, which is a good thing. 
I will try to post more often, but life has a way of getting in the way. 
I hope you all are well.