Monthly Archives: March 2014

Bath and bed time at the lake: Lucky we survived…

IT WAS A busy weekend, full of more fun than a bucket of fish, and just as messy. Bodhi assumed his “spot” on the boat… And so did a butterfly . . .   And there were fish, of course. … Continue reading

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More than one way to skin a fish . . . or man

SO CHAP’S SON Chap’s son came over to the house to help his dad do Manly Man ThingsOutdoors, which makes me happy, because not only do I like the kid, it also gets me out of helping Chap do Manly … Continue reading

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Why do deer play? Because they can…

YESTERDAY AFTERNOON, I was playing with the dogs down by the river, when across the cove, a yearling deer came down the hill and stood and stared at me. She was with three other deer, who couldn’t have cared less. … Continue reading

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Does Amazon owe you money? How to find out . . .

I THOUGHT I’D been hacked. Again. A check arrived in my email from Amazon? Sounds like the Nigerian man who hacked into my Yahoo and sent my friends all twisty-eared with distress calls that I was trapped in the Philippines … Continue reading

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I’m a hypothetical vegetarian. I eat meat but I feel bad about it~I think my dog is, too

“DO YOU KNOW what your dog did?” Chap asked me yesterday afternoon. “Oh, no,” I groaned, hoping my little Border collie devil-dog hadn’t decided to eat the house. Again. Last week he chewed up a pair of Chap’s reading glasses … Continue reading

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Never kiss a screaming monkey

THIS WEEKEND, a nearby Hill Country town held its annual spring festival/carnival, which included the usual merry-go-rounds, spin-till-you-puke rides and a fun house. It also included a little screaming monkey dressed in pajamas, with a man encouraging little kids to … Continue reading

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Fish pee, sharp hooks & smelly dogs: The reason I don’t swim in the river any more

13 stabs with a fish hook 2 smelly, wet dogs 1 blast of fish pee –Just another day in paradise . . . WHEN CHAP ASKED asked me if I’d ever been fishing, I said, “My grandpa used to take … Continue reading

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