Thursday, October 16, 2014
Feelings deep in my heart tugged at me to make the drive.
I’ve known for several weeks that my mother’s house in Alabama was about to sell. She died last December.
I’d just been waiting for the perfect day to make the trip.
Close to Nowhere
OK, I didn’t even see any cats on my recent trip to Nashville, Tenn.
Didn’t go to the Parthenon, one of my favorite places in Nashville. Didn’t go to the Opryland Mills shops. Didn’t go to the Aquarium to eat. Actually, I didn’t do any of the myriad of things I like to do when I go to Nashville.
Armadillos to me – we’re baaack
After two years of relative freedom from armadillos, they are back in force.
I thought I had hit on the perfect deterrent – put mothballs in the deep holes, leave them open for a week or so, see if any of the varmints came back. Well, that worked. They all went away to the neighbors! The neighbors were irritated and accused me of sending them to their yards but I have no control over armadillo plans.
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