The Leaning Cow

In pictures.

Bookcase upstairs with Cameron and Grandpa.

A picture of one of Moo’s dear friends.

Tarping

Oh, goodbye, dear Bob.
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And, now, five pictures of the group gathering for a group shot.

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Here is Sydney’s new buddy from Rural King.

Then when we checked out with our tarp and stakes and dog treats, gummy worms and gummy bears and those yucky circus peanuts Der Bingle likes -as well as some wintergreen mints to send to Quentin along with a cute little brown resin bear that carries big bears [...]

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Well, you know I watched “Mr. Smith Goes to Washington” last night and a couple of days ago I was writing about Hub’s speech in “Secondhand Lions”. And, so now the lost cause mantra is in my mind – especially the part about lost causes being the only causes worth fighting for. I was puttering [...]

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I was going to tape this on the refrigerator with the title of this post written beneath it.
Der Bingle taped it up with “No Coke for You, Summer” written beneath.
Oh, my goodness . . . Katie, bar the door.

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Well, Der Bingle walked in tonight in his trench coat and black fedora and Summer and Cameron were at his side from the get-go – still are in fact. At one point, after he’d changed clothes and when they were sitting in the den, he said, “AJ, they have found my stash of movies. But [...]

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King Grover of Coke went for a stroll with Summer and the next thing we knew, he transformed into Diet Coke Vampire King who craves the blood of those who drink Diet Coke. Oh, woe is us.

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When I drove Alison to work this morning, it was very foggy and I think East Noble had already called a 2-Hour D. I worked a little and lay back down just because I wanted to do. Some time later I heard the cry of 3-Hour D and then a strangled scream of glee. Out [...]

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Grover has returned and been unanimously named King of Coke. He is welcoming one and all to a special party of celebration and unconditional amnesty.

We welcome all the folks here at the PBC&R and anyone who wants to stop in. Say, does anyone have any confetti?

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When Alison works as a nurse at the hospital, I drive her over sometime between 6:15 and 6:30 am. During quite a bit of the year, it is dark at that time – we are so far west in the Eastern Time Zone, dontcha know. When the snow is melting off the grass and fields [...]

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Yes, sometime yesterday after arriving home from school and learning about Grover’s promotion to the president of the Coke company, Summer snatched him. I don’t know what good this will do her since Grover will undoubtedly use his double secret cell phone to activate the “No Coke for Summer under any Conditions” directive. We are [...]

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