Encounter

I just had an amusing encounter at the grocery. I was looking for an item on the shelf that I couldn't find. I was only vaguely aware of the two men coming toward as they argued about something. But when they got to me I heard one say, "Lets ask this lady which one of us is right." I thought this could be fun. I turned to them with a smile and asked, "What do you need?" The vocal man said, "Does sirloin steak come from a cow?" That is the last thing this old farm girl expected and I know my eyes got big with surprise. I answered, "Certainly, though it usually comes from a steer, not the cow, and it's one of the most expensive cuts. You asked the right person. I grew up on an Angus farm with 10 years in 4-H." The vocal man whooped and the other scowled. Then the looser said, "I still don't believe it." Someday my impulse will get me in trouble, but I can't help it. I was grinning ear to ear as I teased him, "I'll tell you what I tell my husband. It doesn't really matter if you believe it.....you're still wrong." He tried to scowl again but ended up grinning. And he told me, "Then I'm glad I'm not your husband!" I'm still grinning. I love little encounters like this.

Short Walk

Well, that was a mighty short walk.
I took my sweats off and got all dressed. I'm not one who can leave the house in sweats. Not gonna happen. I even put on a bra......I can hear my son.....TMI, Mom, TMI. (It's so much fun to embarrass the kids.) It's a bit chilly, at least compared to some of our recent days. And the wind is blowing a nice breeze. And I am getting over a bad cough and sore throat. So I got out a jacket, my house keys and the camera. With every intention of taking a nice long walk over on the river dyke.

But I'd only gotten to the end of the driveway when Baby kitten caught up with me. I gave her a belly rub and some sweet words and headed across the road to the park. I didn't get too far when I heard her little meow. Now I've walked with dogs in the past, but never a kitten. I knew if she followed me, I would have to cut my walk short. But she was determined. I figured I could pick her up and carry her home after a bit. She stayed with me all the way across the park and up the dyke. But then she stopped and the hair on her back, all the way from her nose to the tip of her tail, went up. I never saw hair on on the top of a cats tail go up before. She was making a lot of noise and looking up. I looked up too and there above us was a buzzard, making lazy little circles. Baby sat down and she wouldn't budge when I coaxed. She kept meowing to me and when I started with another step she started down the dyke. So I gave up and followed her home. Her hair stayed up till we crossed the road to our side. She seemed mighty proud of herself when we got back on home territory.

End of my Sunday walk. Next time I'll make sure she is inside the house when I start out.