…whatcha got cookin’? Someone’s cookin’ somethin’ up for me…..
Bandit was my dog…He died Sept 28, 2012, just seven days short of his twelfth birthday. Bandit was at the vets recovering from surgery to help with an enlarged prostate when he died. No reason to go into the details…at the end of the day by little fella was no longer with me. Bandit is resting with his favorite toy in our flower garden in the backyard. He is no longer in any pain, I am thankful for that. I am so blessed and thankful to have had my Bandit in my life. He has brought me much joy. Since my retirement I spent more time with my Bandit than I did with my wife, and now he is gone. I wasn’t there for my Bandit when he woke up from surgery and I will never forgive myself for that… My Bandit is gone…I miss him so much.
I am getting fat, there is no doubt about that. I have been woefully lacking in an exercise routine since neck surgery last November. Today I decided to start walking. maybe burn a few calories and get some strength and wind back. I took a mile walk to a deer stand and came back along the pond. About half way back I came upon what seemed to be a beaver playground. Two trees in particular caught my eye.