Last night on our way home from dinner we hit a skunk at Bates and Ford. The little critter was running across the road and decided to turn back when it saw on coming traffic. Guess he thought he could outrun me. Well, I fooled it. Caught it with the right front tire. I had to leave the car out last night. I called the GWH (more on him later) to see if he had odor remedies. He was no help other than to suggest clothes pins for our noses. I finally went to one of the big box pet stores and they sold me some Skunk Off. We'll see how good that is.
Speaking of the GWH. I asked him how is hunting expeditions went. His response was they were very successful, he had nothing to clean. In fact he didn't even see any elk and very few mule deer out west. The biggest white tail deer he has seen was in his own back yard, an eight pointer. I think he is now building a blind on the patio.
Twinkle Toes fared much better on his fishing trip to the Amazon. He caught a 14lb Peacock Bass and no jungle rot. He told us a lunch the day the trip exceeded his expectations. I'm sure he'd be happy to show you the pictures if you ask. He showed them to us and we didn't.
We had lunch on Thursday at our favorite round table. Surprisingly there were 8 JRSR'S present. We rolled the bones and no one was a winner. Watch for The SD's email to see when the next meeting is called.
Until then,
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