was a good deed that nearly had me sleeping on the couch by the time it was over.
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After my wonderful afternoon nap, I got up and was preparing to power wash the front sidewalk in preparation for an acid stain treatment. I heard something across the way bleat, and thought, "oh yay, the menagerie farm has got themselves a goat.....to go along with their cow, calf, pony, pony foal, and chickens..."
anyway I was setting out the hoses, and Adopted File Comes running over to me and "MISSA Dyer is coming up the woad!" (Miss Melinda is our neighbor who has a horse, so that means, I don't have to have horses) Anyway Melinda comes into the driveway and says there is a fawn caught in her fence. About that time the fawn bleated again as if to emphasize the point.
(Melinda has hi- tensile smooth wire fence around her horse pasture and it's the 2nd time a fawn's been caught in it.)
So I fetch my fencing pliers and a pair of vise grips and tell Adopted to get the young guy who rents our basement to help.
When I get to the fawn, Mrs. Deer is about 45 feet away in the pasture and bit agitated, and the fawn is suspended at is flanks between the top and second wires with it's feet between the 3rd and bottom wires- hanging there - looking exhausted. It saw me and tried to jump and bleat a bit. I cut the bottom wire and it lunged and cried a bit more, but wasn't getting loose. I picked it up from behind, hoping not to get head-butted, and had the young renter guy guide it's back legs free, then I set it down inside the pasture and it ran over and was re-united with it's mamma. Everything is right with the world, right?
So I walk back up to my place and Mrs. File comes out and she and Melinda are visiting. After a bit, I asked her if she wants to ride to town with me to get some splicing materials for the hi- tensile wire.
She answers something that gives me the idea she was wanting to just stay home-
IN NO WAY DID IT SOUND LIKE "YES, I"D LIKE TO GO TO TOWN WITH YOU
After a bit the neighbor leaves, Mrs. File goes in the house, and I head to town....
I drive to town, get the splices, head back , and as I'v turning off the highway and headed back down the the gravel road, about 1.5 miles from my house, I see a VERY FAMILIAR FIGURE walking towards me. So I pulled up beside her and asked if she wanted a ride home, which she excepted..... after a bit of awkward conversation, I said I thought you weren't interested in going to town!, She Says, "I SAID' I have to change my shoes!"
( I think she took the walk blow off steam, prove her point, etc)
We had a pretty good chuckle after a bit.
And I got to sleep in the big bed....
That happens to me all the time. As much as we men love our wife's we can't read minds or understand body language. Let alone the hearing loss. We're just not in tune. I glad it worked out.
Eh??? What was that???
Holy Cow, post: 440628, member: 50 wrote: Eh??? What was that???
"He said it was Thursday".
"Me too. Let's get something to drink."
Sounds like it's a tricky balancing act.
