Yoohoo, I'm Home!-It's Wyoming Out There
I got tired of playing jack in the box for the dogs so set out to do some errands. Took some southland mementos to Janet who had sugar cookies coming out of the oven! Lucky me. Declined their kind invitation to dinner tomorrow-it is Mother's Day. They are making progress-Janet's garden is good to go, their roads are planed, branding is about to happen. I may get to take pictures. I may even be mobile-the new shoes are helping. The toe is still tender but nothing is irritating it.
Two things on my "to do in town" list: Get Clorox and some fiberglass screen. Looked like an ACE Hardware stop. Screen there but no Clorox. Rocky Mountain Sports is next door. I thought I would look over pistols to replace my stolen one. Found one-partially gold plated, six shot .22 small automatic, that matches my ammunition and was cheap. It was amazingly easy to buy a handgun. I got creeped out by the conversations: "I was watching Fox News-they present both sides you know." (Yeah, like George Will versus Otis Fugpucker.) Unbidden, a Nordic looking man with a teutonic accent asked which gun I was buying and suggested a heavier caliber but allowed if I aimed for the head with this one and particularly an eyesocket, it could be effective protection. He had strep breath so bad I went directly to the car for a Tetracycline, but not before he told me about a TV show he saw where a pedophile made a pass at a kid and the kid went into the trailer and got a gun and shot him 16 times. It wasn't just the story that creeped me out but his zeal for pumping lead into a human being.
Went to WalMart, bought a Subway sandwich but forgot the Clorox!! (Saw the gun guy buying gallons of distilled water) Conversation between the checker and the lady buying guava juice that the food stamp allotment has gone up for everybody-that is a credit card transaction now. Went to Dollar Tree-no Clorox! Safeway had it but it took awhile to find plain old, rather than lavender, springtime fresh, and so on. Saw a few people I have known for years-hard lives reflected in their bodies and faces but I saw some of that when I looked in the mirror this morning. The years are marching on.
I am sterilizing the well-one gallon of Clorox, ran water until the pressure tank cycled twice. It will sit overnight-and run for a long time tomorrow.
Poor Buster really has the hacks tonight-gave him another quarter of a heart pill and a Benadryl.
Vet on Monday. Bless his heart.
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