Dr. Cutter is the local veterinarian, known for his wry humor. He surpassed himself one summer day when a city dog was brought to him after an encounter with a porcupine. After almost an hour of prying, pulling, cutting and stitching, he returned the dog to its owner, who asked what she owed.
“Fifty dollars, Ma’am,” he answered.
“Why that’s simply outrageous!” she stormed.
“That’s what’s wrong with you Maine people, you’re always trying to overcharge summer visitors. Whatever do you do in the winter, when we’re not being gypped here?”
A&B took off yesterday afternoon to go to an anime convention or something like that. They will be spending the weekend there. It was so quiet last evening. And the Internet is running so fast and smooth ... probably just a coincidence?
I mowed yesterday. And mowed. And mowed. And I still have about an acre to mow. There really wasn’t much grass to mow because it has been so dry, but the weeds were getting too tall.
A while back I noticed the tread on the rear tire of my motorcycle was getting a little thin. I really should start pricing another one, make an appointment to get it changed, etc. But I really hate to take the time and / or spend the money. Rats.
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