Bubba's Back!!!!!! Just in time (or because of) the 4th!

We are in that never never land between houses, (not to be confused with Neverland). And it's frustrating. Invariably what we need is at the other place.

I'm waiting for the day when what we need is packed away in the storage shed 11 miles away.

The first of every month is dog medicine day. Can you tell things are a little out of sorts? I asked Ann to remind me to Frontline the dogs, guarding against ticks and fleas, and Heartplus, which takes care of heartworm.

But the dog stuff was at 4734. With ill temper, I hopped in the Gator and sped over to retrieve what I needed and floored it coming back.

It was a good thing because as I crossed the creek, who should I see about 20 feet away, but an old friend, Bubba. I skidded to a stopped, we stared at one another for a few seconds, I said, "Good to see you!" He ran away.

I seem to have that reaction from many people lately.

But we feared that he was killed last fall by a teenage girl hunter and are so glad he's still around and looking good and running fast.