Tony started feeding the dogs and our other critters while I dragged our push mower into Aggie's pen and started mowing down the tall, thick weeds and grass. Then I moved over one pen and mowed the grass in Louis Lane's pen, before Tony had even started cleaning the dog pens.
And before our friends had adios-ed us and driven off to another fun adventure, Zach arrived—ready to help us out with all of the rest of the mowing and weed-eating.
Around 12:30, after having push-mowed four addition pens and two large alleys—I called it quits, so I could come inside and take a shower and then cook us something to eat for lunch.
I decided to make us meatloaf, mashed potatoes and spinach and after shoving the meatloaf, into the hot oven and with the potatoes boiling in chicken broth, on the stovetop—I looked up and saw Henry Standing Bear staring at me, underneath our cedar coffee table, that Tony made for us over nineteen years ago.
The exact same coffee table that Belle had put her teeth marks in and chewed on when she was a teething puppy, over five or six years ago. That I later had to remove by sanding off her toothy graffiti, using my little, yellow Dewalt, electric sander.
Because Henry has never been under the coffee table before I grabbed my camera and started taking pictures while I finished cooking our lunch.
And as I finish writing this tonight, because the mowing I did earlier has worn me out, Henry has once again returned to his new, favorite place, in The Cabin. And I will bet you that he is dreaming about how much fun he had, tearing up and chewing off one end of my new pillowcase, earlier today, while we were outside mowing.
So all I have to say about that is, "Rest In Peace, Henry."
Y'all have a great evening and keep on laughing!
This is an update since posting this. My good friend Mari just sent me the most beautiful video about a baby elephant being reunited with it's mother after three years. Please click here to check it out. I promise that you will love it.
