The Pill!

This morning, what could go wrong—went wrong! While my laptop played head games with me, Buttermilk’s water pump died. While Tony talked on the phone to our mechanic, I was struggling to put a picture in a uncooperative picture frame—causing me to knock over a full glass of Ozarka water on the breakfast bar! And, I haven’t knocked anything over since going through that wonderful time in my life— that dreaded ‘M’ word. Fortunately, there was no water damage, and Tony helped me clean up the spill. Nothing was going right or running smoothly for me this morning—so I cried, as Kris Kristofferson sang, “Why Me Lord?”

I realized that I needed to change my energy, so I turned on my salt lamp, and pushed the play button on our DVD player, and did my three mile walk—using my weights. Then Kinky called.

“Nance, Perky is coughing really bad. She coughed all night long. Could you and Tony come over here and give her some of those cough pills?” Tony and I went over to Kinky’s Lodge and gave her three pills—Prednisone, Lasix and her cough pill. Then the three of us had a short business meeting. Before leaving Kinky’s, we agreed to meet for lunch at Del Norte, at 1:30 in Kerrville.

When we came back home—I had fourteen new messages on the machine, from people wanting us to take their dogs. That depressed me, again.

As I returned the many phone calls, a wrecker tow truck came out, and picked up Buttermilk. Then Jon Wolfmueller called, and left a message about some exciting news, and then he asked us to come see them at the bookstore, when we came to town.

Tony and I arrived at Del Norte at 1:30 sharp, and Kinky was already there, sitting at a table, reading his snail mail. Lunch was fun! As we were fixin’ to leave, a nice gentleman walked up to our table. “Kinky, I doubt if you remember me, but I am Harry G. and I was in your elementary class at Edgar Allan Poe, in Houston. And, now I am a neighbor, so to speak.” Kinky smiled and shook his hand.

“Yes, Harry,” Kinky said. “I do remember you! This is Cousin Nancy and Tony, they run the rescue ranch.” We shook hands. Then he and Kinky went back in time, to their wonder years, and talked and laughed about those days gone by. It was a blast listening to their funny stories, and talking about their classmates, and the teachers that they had had. “Do you remember that crazy teacher that made all of us practice, for months, on that Christmas play—the one I protested and refused to do?”

“Yes!” Harry answered. “Talk about being politically incorrect!”

“Nance and Tone,” Kinky said. “This woman built that play around herself, so she could sing a lot of opera like songs. And, during her first song—she fell off the stage! It was hilarious!” All of us laughed. After their visit, we said our goodbyes and went off in separate directions.

Tony’s and my direction was Wolfmueller’s Books to see Sandy and Jon! Talk about fun! We visited and caught up with each other’s news, and of course, there was much laughing! “Sandy and Jon,” I said. “This morning was so crazy! Something is going on in the universe. When I walked into my office this morning, the printer started blinking its lights, and a box, on a bookcase suddenly fell down on the floor! I am convinced that Mercury is still in retrograde, or else Tony and I now have a full blown poltergeist, taking up residence, inside our trailer! I don’t know if to get a psychiatrist or an exorcist!”

Jon and Sandy showed us their brand new 2009 Toyota Rav, and Tony and I were really impressed with it! Before leaving, I asked Sandy to please give it a name. “I don’t know what to name it! I love it—it’s a cool car!” Sandy said.

When we arrived at the rescue ranch—Kinky had called. I called Kinky. “Nance, I got the liquid medicine for Perky. Could you come over and help me give it to her, along with the Prednisone pill?”

When I arrived at Kinky’s Lodge, the wind started blowing fiercely—the cold front had arrived! In the kitchen, I picked up little Perky, so Kinky could give her the medications for her cough. Perky wasn’t a good patient, she resisted taking the pill hidden in a slice of turkey, so I leaned my head into her head to keep her from throwing her head back. “She took the pill, but not the turkey!” Kinky said, with delight!

Then Kinky carefully filled the no needle syringe with the liquid medicine. Once again, Perky fought not to take it, and I leaned my head next to hers, so Kinky could put it in her mouth. “Mission accomplished!” Kinky said. And, then we thanked Perky for taking her medicine. She left the kitchen—wagging her tail. Then Kinky and I went outside, so he could smoke his cigar.

While we were outside, I showed Kinky my new books, that had arrived today from Amazon.com— ‘The Hidden Messages in Water,’ The Healing Power of Water,’ and ‘Love Thyself’ by the New York Times Bestseller—Masaru Emoto! He found them to be interesting as I showed him the pictures.

I stayed over there for over an hour. When it was time for me to go, we walked outside of the kitchen, and Perky took off in another direction. Kinky called her name, but she is deaf, just like our old Thunder is, so we began to follow her. Just as Kinky caught up with her, I felt something in my ear. I put my finger up to my right ear, and there was something in it, and when I touched it—it scared me! I thought, oh my gosh—not a tick? Then it fell out of my ear, and I looked down towards the ground, and picked it up!

“Kinky!” I said loudly, followed by a really big laugh! “Perky didn’t take her Prednisone pill—it just fell out of my ear! Look!”

Kinky came over quickly, to examine the pill, that I was holding in my hand, and then we roared with laughter! “Kinky, I can’t believe this! That pill has been inside my ear for over an hour and I never even knew it! We’re talking wind, etc. I never knew it was there!”

“Nance,” Kinky said, as he laughed non-stop. “This is absolutely hilarious, and you need to blog about it tonight! Perky must have flung it into your ear! This is unreal.”

“I know,” I said. “I never felt a thing in my ear—until right now.” I then picked Perky up, and Kinky gave her an earful.

Y’all have a great evening! I am fixing to go with Tone into Outer Space!

P.S. I think Sandy and Jon should name their new, beautiful 2009 Rav—C.C. Rider! For—Cool Car! I’m sure Mitch Ryder and the Detroit Wheels would love it! I’m going to iTunes right now, to buy that song—that I used to shimmy to! We’re talking 7th or 8th grade, Wedgwood Junior High, Ft. Worth, Texas!