I’ve been meaning to tell you…

March went out like a lion this year…

I am lion; hear me roar!

We tried to get ahead of the goat head crop this year by taking Shubby the Shoobie Doo (aka Cody) in for a haircut. Last year he was so matted that they had to put him under general anesthesia. This time we just dropped him off in the morning and they worked on him a bit at a time throughout the day to achieve his current magnificence.

They said all he did was purr the whole time. That’s our Shoo.

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Empty nester searching for meaning of life through the occasional chicken epiphany.
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One Response to I’ve been meaning to tell you…

  1. Katherine says:

    Wow. And we were excited that a bobcat was roaming around on our porch. Don’t think the bobcat would have been as cooperative as Cody.

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