A Sad Tail

Yes, I spelled that correctly.

I will get to that in a minute.

I was a bit under the weather

this weekend.

Who ever heard of getting the flu

in the summer!

I mean really!

Anyway,

nothing too major,

just had to stick close to home

so I did get a lot of cupboards

cleaned out.

Won't last,

but I'll enjoy it for a day or two.

Also, I forgot to add a note

to the rhubarb bread recipe.

For the topping,

the recipe calls for

1/2 cup sugar and 2 tbl. cinnamon.

I never put that much on top

of the bread.  Do what you want

when you make it...

it just seems like an awful lot to me.

I'm so happy some of you plan

to try it.  I hope you like it!

Anyway, onto

my sad tail.

Early this morning, well

early for a summer

vacation kind of morning,

I was on the deck with my daughter.

We were visiting when I noticed

my dog circling a tree.

This isn't unusual for him

as he is always smelling

where the squirrels have been.

All of a sudden, I noticed he was

actually putting his nose ON a red squirrel.

Now, Max is fast but he's

never caught a squirrel.

My daughter ran down to

investigate

which led me down to

investigate.

Now, you all know I

am not a fan of the squirrels...

unless they live at

TexWisGirl's house

or someone elses house

and they post

cute pictures of them.

However,

I was sickened by what I saw.

Apparently,

the squirrels back legs

were broken.

It was the saddest thing I've ever seen.

I knew I should put it out

of it's misery but I couldn't.

I don't even have a pellet gun anymore.

I was crushed.

Becky wanted to nurse it back to health

but I also knew that wasn't

an option.

Therefore, being the coward that I am,

we went into the house.

I silently prayed that it would

go off into the woods

and die a peaceful death.

The day passed and evening arrived.

Becky and I sat down on the deck

to play our nightly game of Skip-Bo.

I always glance down at the

birdbath to see

what beauties might be bathing.

My heart sank

when I saw this:

Right after taking this shot,

he flipped out and onto the ground.

I called a girlfriend up

in hopes she'd give me the courage to do

what I needed to do.

But...

I

STILL

could NOT

do it.

Becky was pleading with me

to let her go down to save it

when all of a sudden

I glanced up and saw a man

on my roof!

I screamed and almost

had a heart attack

(men are scarce around these here parts).

Thank goodness!

I am having my roof replaced

and my contractor popped on

out and up to take some

final measurements.

He was like

a knight in shining armor...

silhouetted against the evenings sun,

standing proud upon my roof

as he observed our carrying on

about what to do when he

valiantly called out...

"I AM MAN.

I WILL take care of it!"

Well, it wasn't quite like that

but BLESS his heart...

he took care of it!

So Becky and I said a little prayer

and our hero of the day

took the squirrel

with him in the bed of his pick-up truck.

It was a sad day

but we are so grateful

for a gentleman

caller contractor.