Boots, dog troubles, goodbyes

For an afternoon activity we took Aaron to try on Cowboy boots. People from the Northeast think we are a little loopy when we suggest the activity, but most of our visitors really get into the moment when they begin. I tell people there is no footwear as comfortable as Cowboy boots when you find a pair that fits well. It may take trying on several dozen pairs to find the right one, but once found it is impressive how comfortable they feel. Mama always enjoys it.


Aaron did enjoy himself. He picked out a pair of boots he knew Maggie might not like and spent the rest of our time there trying to convince her that he really likes them better that anything else he tried on. (At least that was my take on it.) Maggie wasn’t buying it and was not the least bit afraid to tell his so. I asked Mama what she would have done in that instance twenty nine years age. She said she would not have been nearly so honest.

We have had our share of problems with dogs this last weekend. Grandma tripped over the new pup that is staying with them. She fell hard and bruised her right side, shoulder and face. She has a black eye from the incident now. She was doing pretty well on Sunday but she started to feel sore on Monday. She will recover and the pup is endearing enough that she will be forgiven soon.

On Monday, Seth went with Pastor York to a church member’s house to pick up some scaffolding so they could do some work at the church. The member gave them permission to get the scaffolding from the back yard, but it seems no one told the German shepherd he keeps. Bro. York got a nasty bite on his lower left leg. He was wearing a light pair of pants and the dog tore pants and skin in his first attack. I do not have the details but Seth, who was wearing jeans, got a less invasive bite but the dog still drew blood on him.

I do not know who got bitten first but I cannot Bro. York being able to out run or out jump Seth. Either way they were both sore. Seth had some obvious bruising along with the scratches. Neither of them got any treatment for the bite but Bro. York said he was going to get a tetanus shot. I am having Mama call today to see what the recommended treatment might be so we can advise Seth but we will probably let it go barring any symptoms other than the soreness from the bruising.

Maggie said goodbye to Aaron at the airport yesterday. We got him to our little airport about thirty minutes before his flight left. I thought his flight was scheduled to leave Amarillo at 4:30 p.m. So did Aaron. It was scheduled fro 4:10. We got him to security at 3:45 p.m. It is a very good thing that there are no long lines at the check-in counters or at the security checkpoint. There is only one checkpoint and the terminal lists the available gates as 30-34. They might as well be 1-5, but that would make the airport seem very small.

We spent the rest of the afternoon looking at furniture. Three stores, thousands of sofa’s, chairs, and recliners. It is a disappointing search for me. When we finally stopped at an Amish furniture store I found what I liked, all wood, and no upholstery. Mama liked it fairly well but thought it a bit unwelcoming for guests. I told her I am not furnishing a house for guests and if I have to pay two or three thousand dollars to outfit a living room, I would like to buy something that will last. We’re still looking.

I went to bed too early for the arrival update on Aaron.