My wife has been concerned that I wake up early these days - if you consider 4:30 to be early. I think I eased her mind a bit this morning since I slept in until 6:30.
Eva's on Facebook, but she had been yammering on all morning to Facebook people about how she had not seen Bubba, Leslie and the twins for some time. If that sounds like a title of some porno flick, I'm sorry to disappoint, but that is the name she has given the family of deer who live in the lot across the street from our house.
Just an aside on the name. Years ago we used to enjoy going to various local Flea Markets. Once, while at the Moursand Road outdoor flea market, we came upon this guy selling wooden signs that you could hang from your house to identify the street address or the family name. We were thinking about buying one with our name on it, but when he gave us a price, we suddenly lost interest. Always the salesman, the guy offered us a good deal on a sign that another couple had never come back for. That couple was Bubba & Leslie, and from that point on, they were a fixture in our lives, though we never actually met them. We did not buy that sign, but I assure, we have regretted not doing so for years.
So anyway, our dog Gracie is staring out the front window with her tail wagging like nobodies business and like an idiot, I open the front door so we can both walk out to see what she is all happy about. And there stand Bubba, Leslie, Twin #1 and Twin #2. Gracie of course ran for the front of the yard but I actually laughed because the gate was shut, and there was no way she could slip beneath it.
Who would have thought a dog, eager to chase deer could get under a gate with only an 8 or 9 inch clearance? And by the way, just because a guy is wearing slippers, it does not mean that the fashionable cotton pants he is wearing are pajamas. I've seen people shop in the HEB with less fashion sense, so I'd like to think of my morning attire as "casual".