Thursday, February 4, 2010
What a day, off this morning early 40 miles to buy flour and so DH could get screws for his saw. Got a call from a friend who's new dog, she got at the humane society had run off and she couldn't find it. They really live in the sticks. We were shopping and got a call from her, she was another 20 miles from where we were, she had found him, but he had fallen 15' into a grain pit. She has a knee problem and her parents were there but they are 85 YOA. So off we went, as I was the smallest of all of them. Down a small hole, down a metal ladder and there he was, so ready to be out of the pit.