wordsworth

My mother has offered to do whatever may be necessary tomorrow to give Ellen a place to convalesce and me access to the house. She will call to talk with you two about this – or, you all can call her. The idea, I think, is to pick Ellen up early tomorrow and bring her here while I go over there.

This would give Buddy some company while he recuperates from eating an entire twelve piece box of Popeyes fried chicken, bones and all. We’ve had to clean diarrhea off every rug in the house. Mom’s ionizing air scrubbers have met their match.

Anyway, L & Bud could snuggle on the couch in front of the wide screen all day.

What sayeth youeth twoeth?

David