Kinky, Steve Fromholz and Little Jewford put on a great show, and then they took a break! Then our friend, Carl Naylor, took to the stage, and he put on a fun, and often hilarious auction, with the help of Barbara and Carol! And, thanks to them—they raised a lot of money for the rescue ranch!
Following the auction, the three ‘Muttsketeers’ came back on stage to polish off the night! And, they were fabulous! If Jewford wasn’t making us laugh out loud, then Kinky was—or Steven was! I hated for the show to come to an end, but thank goodness it did, because I would still be there.
Carol, John, Tony and I visited with the three ‘Muttsketeers’ including A.J. and Ben for a little while after the show, and then we said our good byes to everyone, and left Casbeers.
As soon as I was outside, I realized that it was much colder, because a norther had blown in. With Tony as pilot, and me as his co-pilot, and our two, first class passengers, Carol and John, we quickly boarded Buttermilk, buckled up and headed for home sweet trailer.
Before getting on to I-10, I announced that the outside temperature was at fifty degrees and had dropped five degrees since leaving Casbeers. I knew this, because Buttermilk has an outside thermometer. So we started watching the degrees drop outside, and started placing bets on what the temperature would be by the time we reached Boerne. No one won that bet, because it had jumped up to fifty-six degrees.
When we reached Kerrville, the gauge was fluctuating between forty-seven, and forty-five degrees. John, then bet that the outside temperature would be forty-four by the time we reached his apartment. He lost that bet, because it was forty-three.
After safely depositing John at his place, Carol, Tony and I started placing bets on what the temperature would be at her ranch, and what the temperature would be when we got home. Carol had guessed forty-one for her place, and thirty-nine degrees for the rescue ranch. Well, she won the first part of the bet on her place, but when we arrived at the trailer—Carol’s prediction was way off!
When Tony and I pulled up to our trailer, Buttermilk’s gauge showed thirty-six degrees outside, and to confirm her accuracy, I checked the front porch thermometer before going inside. It was thirty-six degrees!
I must admit, that was one fun vacation for Tony and me! And, I just want to say thank you, again to Casbeers, their waitresses, Barbara and Steve, Steven Fromholz, Little Jewford, Kinky, Ben and A.J., and Carl Naylor for making Casbeers one of the best Bonefits ever!
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