I'm recovering from another weekend at the Diamond B Ranch. It amazes me that a woman who refers to staying at a Holiday Inn as "camping", could possibly be doing the things I'm doing. I never imagined that anyone would ever hear me utter the words:
"Did you see the rattlesnake I killed?"
"Partner, would you gas up my tractor?"
"There's a coyote in the back yard."
"Wait, I've got to get my pistol."
"Where are my snakeboots?"
It just proves, you never know what life has in store for you.