Hmm. Went down to the big “Dollar General” store tonite to pick up dogfood and puppy chow. Didnt wanna wake up with a set of vicious canine teeth working on my legbone.
Why Beth does that just so I’ll get up and go feed the dogs is a mystery for another day.
On my way to the dogfood aisle I passed a really cute young mom in a ball cap and pony tail, trailed by a little red-haired pixie of a daughter maybe 4 or so.
As kids are prone to do, the little girl just asks whatever’s on her mind aloud… the subject in this case being the scruffy fella wearing boots, jeans and a cowboy hat they’d just passed.
“Mommy? Is that a cowboy?”
“Yes honey, that’s a cowboy.”
Up to this point, we ‘re doin’ OK….
“Yes honey… just like Grandpa.”
Just for the record, when they do the movie… we’re leaving that last part out.