tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48863464117591314422024-02-06T19:54:33.834-08:00Texts from The KidChlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09407958244195890009noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886346411759131442.post-64233409106253062492016-09-17T13:04:00.001-07:002016-09-17T13:06:06.201-07:00My Mother is a bit of a mess too.<div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I received this email today, Gypsy is moms 12 pound miniture pincer: </span></div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div>"I turned Gypsy out at 4AM this morning. She hit the yard in full hunting motion, which worried me because that means something is really close by. I stood there calling her back to the house. To which she turned a deaf ear. </span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Then I see her with something white in her mouth heading toward me at a strange trot. </span><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">When she got close to me I bent down, ready to stop her and remove whatever from her mouth. I reached down and touched her. The hair was wet and bristly, and the body very hard. When I touched it, it turned around and faced me and growled one small growl. It was a possum! At first I thought it was going into the breeze way, then it headed on to the north fence and disappeared. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The real Gypsy showed up a few seconds later and ran to the north fence and bushes to see what was there. Nothing. So she finally came back to me and we went in, where I washed my hands."</span></div>Chlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09407958244195890009noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886346411759131442.post-61856040855984904842016-08-29T17:26:00.001-07:002016-08-29T17:26:53.108-07:00Job HuntingWould it be wise to deliver papers for a little bit or would I be better off as a snake oil salesmen?Chlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09407958244195890009noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886346411759131442.post-68508864806519519052015-07-17T06:58:00.001-07:002015-07-17T06:59:27.814-07:00In Case You Were Wondering...I'm not the only one who gets these. <div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimzDtLyOfku4-OMP6asVFtDLsWiZklj81EAuw75wSmcY3M9Df4D3GXAivFdjiylLi1xXRTBfkdSESQYErVYD8mVUw69_d0DwZOqm5hd4eGR4rX8aD6BQDVyMIXwFdZRgo3GDod80GlKnUZ/s640/blogger-image-210042642.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimzDtLyOfku4-OMP6asVFtDLsWiZklj81EAuw75wSmcY3M9Df4D3GXAivFdjiylLi1xXRTBfkdSESQYErVYD8mVUw69_d0DwZOqm5hd4eGR4rX8aD6BQDVyMIXwFdZRgo3GDod80GlKnUZ/s640/blogger-image-210042642.jpg"></a></div></div>Chlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09407958244195890009noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4886346411759131442.post-59698881953516558262014-11-19T08:53:00.002-08:002014-11-19T08:53:35.849-08:00Technical Difficulties<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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