Saturday was pretty uneventful, until Tony walked in with the mail. “Nance, guess what Mari sent to us?”
“What?” I asked.
“She sent us a DVD to watch—’Finding Nemo!’”
Tony then handed me her note. It read: “Enjoy! I’ll get it back from you, later. Mari.”
“Why did she send us a cartoon?” Tony asked.
“When we were talking, at Kinky’s book signing, at Wolfmueller’s, we were talking about Cindy’s and our turtle rescue on July 4th, and she asked me if we had ever seen that movie, and I told her no. She told me that it was great and that I would love it—especially the part with the surfin' dude turtles.”
Last night, I didn’t blog, because we watched ‘Finding Nemo.’ We loved the movie! And, the turtle named Crash was hilarious!
This morning, Tony and I went over to Kinky’s Lodge, to check on and feed the Friedmans, and give Perky her pills. First, we gave Perky her pills, and then I opened two cans of Pedigree dog food, and went into the ‘big room’ to feed the dogs. When I tried to empty the food—it wouldn’t come out, so I set the two cans upside down and went back into the kitchen to get a spoon.
When I returned to the ‘big room’ something wasn’t right. There was only one can of dog food on the plate, for me to empty. I then went back into the kitchen, and looked all around. I knew I had taken two cans in there. “Tony, I’m missing a can of dog food. I opened two cans and now one is missing. Where could it have gone?”
Tony walked into the room. “I don’t know? Where’s Gooie?”
We then went outside to the porch, where Mr. Magoo was eating out of the can! “No Goo,” Tony said, as he took the can away from Goo. Come on inside.”
Gooie had already eaten over half of the dog food from the can, and he finished off the rest—on a plate. We then opened two more cans for Perky and Brownie to eat. Then we filled the hummingbird feeders and watered the Friedman Family Bone Orchard—before leaving.
When we returned to the trailer, Tony asked me to go to Kerrville with him. I told him I would, if he would let me take care of two more Publishers Clearing House deals, that I had received last week—and that time was of the essence—to get them mailed off!
Thirty-five minutes later, I had cut out, and pasted all of the required stamps, on these extremely, important documents!
As I finish writing this blog, my trash can is now full (fool) of their unbelievable offers, and Tony and I are fixin’ to go to Kerrville to mail my almost winning documents! Wouldn't it be something if I actually won?
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