Taking care

As the years pile up we find that it takes more time to do, well, EVERYTHING!  Butch's Birthday came and went. He is recovering from his dental experience slowly. He did play golf with Jason and came home and watched golf. Pretty much his favorite way to spend a Sunday. He is 78 now and that is hard for both of us to fathom.

Keri found a snake in her basement and asked Butch to take care of it. What fun! We were off for an adventure. Butch asked what he should take. I said take a bucket and your grippers. You know, those things with the grabbers on the end that old people use to grab things they can't reach. We have one they were promoting at Harbor Freight. The garter snake was in the laundry room in the basement and there was no obvious way he could get in. Butch caught him in quick order. I told Butch to twirl him around so he would be dizzy and have a hard time finding his way back from the cornfield he has for a new home. So Far, So Good.

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