The Hermit
Sam and Murphy came home from their fortnight in the Twin Oaks kennel with some new friends. Ctenocephalides canis, to be exact. Dog fleas. And, we didn't have enough treatment to go around.
No problem. Suzy Q is now a year old and needed her annual shots anyhow. So, on Monday I loaded up her and Sam and Murphy for the trip to Twin Oaks.
No car keys. They had somehow gone to Cary with the CFO on Sunday. And, of course, the extra set of key was in the Cary townhouse. That left me with two feet, a mountain bicycle, and a garden tractor for transportation.
OK, I had things to do until they can arrive by UPS. Do the laundry. Wash the dishes. Clean the house.
And, in the morning and afternoons when coolest, cut firewood. So, off I went this morning on the garden tractor to my neighbor's pile of laps and start cutting. He soon appeared with bow and arrows. Seems it is now bow-hunting deer season, and we now have a new agreement: I can cut all the laps I want for firewood so long as his truck is not in his driveway.
Back to home I went where I'm patiently killing fleas until The Man in Brown arrives this afternoon ... I hope.
The CFO had given me a book for Christmas entitled "Edible Wild Plants: A North American Field Guide". Little did I know I would need to use it so soon!
Hmmm. Did she?
No problem. Suzy Q is now a year old and needed her annual shots anyhow. So, on Monday I loaded up her and Sam and Murphy for the trip to Twin Oaks.
No car keys. They had somehow gone to Cary with the CFO on Sunday. And, of course, the extra set of key was in the Cary townhouse. That left me with two feet, a mountain bicycle, and a garden tractor for transportation.
OK, I had things to do until they can arrive by UPS. Do the laundry. Wash the dishes. Clean the house.
And, in the morning and afternoons when coolest, cut firewood. So, off I went this morning on the garden tractor to my neighbor's pile of laps and start cutting. He soon appeared with bow and arrows. Seems it is now bow-hunting deer season, and we now have a new agreement: I can cut all the laps I want for firewood so long as his truck is not in his driveway.
Back to home I went where I'm patiently killing fleas until The Man in Brown arrives this afternoon ... I hope.
The CFO had given me a book for Christmas entitled "Edible Wild Plants: A North American Field Guide". Little did I know I would need to use it so soon!
Hmmm. Did she?
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