My husband and I were out hawk-hunting, at the time. There's a red-shouldered hawk whose territory includes a small field about a half-mile from our house and hubby had spotted the hawk while he was out and about, then rushed home to fetch me (without breaking any traffic laws, of course). There are several goats and horses living in that field and as I moved closer to the hawk, snapping away, the farm animals spotted me and literally came running to greet me. Doesn't that goat look excited? That's a joyful goat, if you ask me.
Wahoo! for words! I know the rest of you are crazy about words, or you wouldn't be here. I actually used to sit and read the dictionary, as a child. Talk about a goofy kid. How many different ways do you think this piece of sign could be interpreted?
I was thinking it might be pretty funny on a t-shirt, but it's actually part of a pizza slogan plastered to the exterior wall of a convenience store.
I've been really tired, this week, so I'm going to keep this post short. Up next will be a review of Waiting for Daybreak.