Tonight I have:
• discussed #2, vomit and satellites 🛰️
• planned a possible trip to Virginia within the next 7 days
• scarfed down cold pork chop straight off the bone
• walked outside and almost met a skunk face-to-face
• retreated to the porch
• and just heard a gunshot somewhere down the road
• fed Oklahoma Kenny 🐖 [pictured here, completely oblivious to his surroundings]
We live in Logan County, so naturally my first two thoughts were:
Did someone see a wild 🐗 ?
or
Something worse occur 😬
Both feel equally plausible out here.
And just to make this evening more exciting, it is also apparently my nightly job to go turn off the water well—not a nice little spigot attached to the house.
The well.
About 50 feet out into the dark abyss pictured here.
So that’s fun.
Also, I should not have said “wild boar” out loud because apparently every animal I mention eventually shows up at my house.
So for the record:
NO BEARS. NO COYOTES. NO SNAKES. NOTHING WITH TUSKS.
Thank you.
Meanwhile with Catina. 😂