*Nun guts!
OKAY, I work in the back half of the house, and I never like to talk to people on the phone, (I am rather reclusive and anti-social most of the time) but I have a crusty old phone back there and it rang around the Missus' lunch time and I answered with a big "HUllo sweetie!"
but it was not her. It was instead the neighbors over there. I could see their house across the river as we talked.
I was like, to myself, "SHOOT".
So, turns out they have no water this summer. Their house has been for sale for 4 years, and they want a boatload of money for it, although it is, in some ways, a little, you know....um, well, old-ish...
anyway, they have been hauling water from the river this summer. Dry-ish well, do we have that problem.
"UM, NO."
We live in a wet place with a river in back, who would have a dry well, I wonder?
AND, who would be so dumb as to not fix it? You can't sell a house for up to a half million bucks with no water, DUH! So you'd have to fix it to sell it, why not have water at the same time?
OK, but then we get to the nub of the issue. And we are very friendly with these folks, as we are with everybody, really. We walk by all the time with our dogs, and they have dogs, and dog people get to know each other. (although our dogs have never met each other--theirs are fighters) (and our Penny, 22 pounder, thinks she is a fighter)
SO, they need a dog sitter today for their 5 dogs, and I have done it before, and I am like SURE sure sure....
and I can hear them barking at me NOW from across the river and I shall have to go over there....
OK, but the funny part about these folks, friendly as they are, is that although I have heard about people with a bunch of guns and knives, they are the first people's house I have been in. That is full of guns and knives.
They claim their 5 dogs are killers, and I was forking scared the first time I went over there. One of the dogs killed their neighbor's chickens (there is a sweet young couple next to them) last spring. People in the neighborhood, um, may not really like these folks much.
So like I say, walking into this house, alone, to dogsit???? I fill my hands with treats. The dogs know me a little bit, but it scares me. I mean, wouldn't it scare you? The owners tell you the dogs are hunter-killers, and they killed the chickens next door?????
Nice pots down there, wouldn't you agree?????
(pottery by Gary Rith)
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