Oh...the BB Gun. Okay, there's a cat that keeps wondering into our yard. He is skinny, missing some hair (unknown if it is due to Gunner or natural causes), and meows like crazy. I can ignore him, we have enough noise around here no little cat is going to bother me. However, (remember, there is always a however) I got home yesterday and found hubby drawing down on said kitty cat with his bow. Yes, the bow. We talked, hostage negotiation style, and kitty was saved. Today, I came home and kitty was meowing on the back deck. Hubby pumped up Pep's BB gun and we no longer have a cat problem. When I said, "Michael, I asked you not to shoot that cat", he said, "you asked me not to shoot him with my bow, I didn't." He's got a point.
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Hey girl! Sounds like you are having all the fun there is to have in the big city! lol Give me a holler when you get a chance.
Hey Sis!!!! OMG I miss yall! Kiss all the kids for me and tell them Aunt Sissy loves them very much! Wanted to let you know that Shannon and I both had a really good laugh just now. Sounds like you are blending in true hillbilly style. I will call you soon! Love you!
Hey! i love your blog! It is great! Stacy forwarded it to me! Sounds like ya'll are having an exciting adventure! Trace sure missed Pepper!
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