A couple of weeks ago our preacher told this story. It seems a cardiology patient was doing great in his rehab program and decided to drop out for a while. One day he ran into his trainer at the grocery story and was embarrassed about leaving the program.
The trainer said, "I only wish you hadn't left before you learned the single most important exercise."
The heart patient asked, "What is that?".
"The most important exercise is the next one you are willing to do."
TRIAL AND ERROR
We took Slim with us on our Sunday evening drive. We are thinking about taking her with us when we go to California (if Ron can be released medically). We decided to let her out down by the lake to make sure she would stay close to the vehicle and/or come when we called her. We opened the door and she was off like a shot. If we had been near the expressway she would have been run over. I called an she ignored me. Ron called and she returned immediately. We do have some work to do before we consider traveling with her.
GOOD OLD FASHIONED FOOD
Yesterday I cooked a pot roast for my spouse and my son. They enjoyed it a great deal and the strawberry pie that I fixed too. It just seemed that they deserved some reward for all the hard work they had been putting in. My son managed to split the backhoe in half after working weeks and getting no advice from the Case dealership. He and Ron both were celebrating this major victory.
AND THE MURDERER IS?
The last of the 12 guinea fowl keets died this weekend. One by one these babies have either disappeared completely or were found dead in the hen house (3). Have they been murdered by black snakes or have they been eliminated by the chickens? Perhaps the jealous guinea fowl have murdered them because I hatched them under a hen. Regardless of my efforts to save them, they are now all gone. The hatched baby chicks are alive and well.