Thursday, November 29, 2007
Nice Kitties, one for you, one for me, another for ...
This reminds me of the time my dog, Duke, found the skunk while he and I were playing in our ditch. I was around ten or eleven and the ditch was a wonderful place to play.
My favorite play item was Grandpa's old Buick. I can't remember if it had a steering wheel, it did have seat springs and an open top, and a wooden wheel or two still left. That Buick is buried still in the silt build-up.
I also liked to play in the junk people, Dad's relatives and neighbors, threw away in several piles. That stuff is under dirt now too. I found several treasures there.
This treasured item I have still. There is a small crack but it is mine. Old too, probably around a hundred years or so.
The corn cob is modern, a 1960's or 1970's or so.
How did Duke make out after finding his skunk? That skunk let him have it, right in the face (faces have noses and mouths). Duke was sick for half a day.
But we couldn't help him very much. Poor Duke, he smelled too bad for us to even get close.
Oh yes, the kids and skunks picture. Well, I got this e-mail:
Date: Wed 28 Nov 17:28:40 CST 2007
From: W T
Subject: Fwd: Kittens
To: A bunch of us
So there I was . . . just relaxing in front of the T.V. When the kids
yelled, 'Hey Dad , come see the kittens.'
Labels: Animals, Cars, Dogs, Humor, Jim's Life, Jim's old home, Jim's old home place, Places, Stories, Tales
Thank you for the jokes you sent me -
they will find their way to my blog
eventually. Take care, Regards, Merle.
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