Monday morning! Up and at ‘em! Noah is having car troubles again so that will likely be my assignment for the day. He told us late last night when he got in that his car is “squeaking underneath somewhere”. That symptom could cover a bunch of automotive sins so I will have to drive it some to see if I have heard this particular “squeaking underneath somewhere” before. Then I will probably end up driving the thirty-some miles to deliver the dag-nabbed thing to the dealer and waiting ... either for the repairs or for Noah to come get me.
If I haven’t already said so ... I will say it now ... I am READY for Spring! I wouldn’t mind another snowfall of about 2 feet or so just so everybody could have another snow day or two, but then it must immediately melt and turn into Spring. I would like flowers blooming ASAP. Back in the real world, I guess I’ll have to wait another couple months won’t I?
Walking the Dog ... A little girl asked her Mom, “Mom, may I take the dog for a walk around the block?”
Mom replies, “No, because she is in heat.”
“What’s that mean?” asked the child.
“Go ask your father. I think he’s in the garage.”
The little girl goes to the garage and says, “Dad, may I take Belle for a walk around the block? I asked Mom, but she said the dog was in heat, and to come to you.”
Dad said, “Bring Belle over here.” He took a rag, soaked it with gasoline, and scrubbed the dog’s backside with it to disguise the scent, and said “OK, you can go now, but keep Belle on the leash and only go one time round the block.”
The little girl left and returned a few minutes later with no dog on the leash.
Surprised, Dad asked, “Where’s Belle?”
The little girl said, “She ran out of gas about halfway down the block, so another dog is pushing her home.”
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