A Temple In Austin!

This morning after I walked six miles, I did some paperwork and then I went over to the Lodge to see Kinky. While we were in his kitchen discussing a little business the phone rang and he left and went to his office to take the call.

A couple of minutes later he returned to the kitchen. "Nance, did I tell you about what happened to me yesterday? I can't remember if I told you or not."

"Nope. We talked yesterday morning before we took Buttermilk to Kerrville and that's it," I said, as he poured himself another cup of kona coffee.

"Late yesterday afternoon, I was sitting in my chair over by the fireplace reading that book about Winston Churchill. The television was off and Brownie was sleeping in the chair next to me when I heard the strangest sound right next to my head. I figured it was just Brownie having a dream and kicking in his chair, so I ignored it and continued to read. Then I heard the soft thumping sound, again and it sounded like a squirrel running around on top of the roof. It sounded like this. " Kink set his coffee cup down on the table and then he started tapping his fingers really fast on the table to show me.

"What was it?"

Kinky smiled at me and then he took a puff on his cigar. "When I turned my head to look—it was an eight inch long black centipede with a red head and it was only inches away from my head. Near my temple! It was..."

"OMG!" I declared, as goose bumps covered my arms and made my spine and the back of my neck shiver. "Kinky, it could have killed you! Good grief! This makes me sick." Kinky started laughing at me and then he took another sip of coffee.

"Nance, they can't kill you. Their bite is similar to that of a scorpion..."

"Yeah, but if it had bit you on your temple—you might be resting in a box, in a temple in Austin, Texas right now and..."

Kinky started laughing, again. "I have to admit that it did scare me when I first saw it so close to my face, but I did the right thing. Once I had regained my composure, I managed to get it into a wastepaper  basket and I carried it down by the parking ring and set it free."

"That's great, Kinky," I said, a little sarcastically. "It will probably take him two days or less to get back up to the Lodge, so he can thank you for saving his life, along with his one hundred hairy legs—and I'm sure that he will want to give you a little thank you gift for being so kind to him." Kinky started laughing as he refilled his coffee mug. "Kinky, that's the only thing I hate about Texas summers are the snakes and the spiders. They scare me to death and give me the creeps."

With that said we went outside to the Friedman Family Bone Orchard, so Kinky could water his plants and show me the beautiful Blue Plumbago plant that he purchased and planted on top of Gooie's grave. Then I came home and fixed lunch for Tony and me and then Buttermilk took us to Kerrville to run several errands.

Y'all have a great evening!