A) I was reminded of how God loves us when I had to over the fence and get my cat so he could come back inside without the dog chewing on him. When I pick him up and hold him, he knows that Scout isn't going to torment him or bite on him, and he relaxes and purrs while I put him inside. I figure God is kind of like that, albeit on a much bigger scale. I wish I could relax like that and trust God that much. That's nex week's therapy session, by the way.
B) I do not like East Texas collectively, for the following reasons.
#1) The roads are not clearly labeled.
#2) There are few (if any) house numbers.
#3) Van Zandt county causes my GPS unit to lie arbitrarily.
#4) Wills Point harbors a disproportionate number of unfriendly people.
#5) Cell phone coverage is sporadic.
#6) Trespassing must be a terrible problem because everybody has a "No Trespassing" sign.
*** BONUS REASON ***
Residents of East Texas are WAAAAAYYYYYY too quick to pull guns on me and WAAAAAAAAYYYY to slow to listen to my explanation.This would not be as uncomfortable if they had better trigger discipline and did NOT have their finger on the trigger while attempting to engage me in relatively one-sided conversation. It's distracting.
On a related note, I love Oak Cliff and Cockrell Hill. Nice folks. Lots of gates. Also chickens.
We took our daughter riding over the weekend. It was her second time on a horse and she did great. Here's a few pics.....
And here's a short video.
There is also a video of me on a horse, which isn't too terribly interesting until the last fifteen seconds where I experienced my first time being bucked by a horse. apparently, I can get a horse to turn left, turn right, stop, walk, trot and then gallop acceptably well, but getting him to stop running towards the barn was beyond my scope of expertise. I would like to note that I did NOT fall from the horse, and I was able to regain control over said horse, but evidently my horsemanship needs a little work.
It was too tough to give this up. I just needed a few days off, I think. Have a cat.
Ahhhhh..it feels good to write again. Thanks, Brando.
