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Gosh! I can’t believe I’ve neglected this blog for so long! There has certainly been enough to talk about, so guess I’ve just been lazy.

Went to Savannah last weekend for 3 days of shows, hoping to get that last elusive point on Butterfly and complete her championship before the year’s end.

Alas, it was not to be as Friday saw us taking reserve to Donna Bost’s lovely puppy girl and then the weather turned nasty (it was an outdoor show) and Saturday saw the rings saturated, muddy and full of fire ants. Butterfly hated it and so came in second in her class. Sunday AM the powers-that-be determined that the show site was flooded and canceled the show. Other than wishing they had done that the day before so I could have checked out of my hotel and gone on home Saturday, it wasn’t too bad of news for me. Of course I was only out the one night’s hotel and one entry fee. There were other people who were out a lot more than that as there were actually two more days of shows, but I had not entered Monday’s show as I had jury duty to report to on Monday.

And Jury duty was a non-event. We weren’t supposed to report until 2:00PM Monday, so I worked from home until time to go to Abbeville. Sat in the courtroom for two hours while they went through this laborious process of excusing some people, delaying the duty on others and finally getting around to choosing a jury for the case that was up for trial. My name wasn’t chosen as even a potential juror, so those of us in that state were sent home and instructed to call this phone number after 6:00PM for further instructions.

When I called, my instructions were to call the next day after 6:00PM and Tuesday’s instructions were the same. Wednesday night’s call said we were done for the week and checks for our service would be forthcoming. I expect to get a check for $7 since I was only there the one day. Big whoopee.

Ken is working Saturday and I will be taking Max, the puppy with the broken leg into the vet for what should be his last cast change as it’s been 5 weeks since he broke it. Thankfully no other dog has gotten ill or hurt during the past couple of weeks, so life seems to be flowing along comfortably for the critters at Kemar.

I’m teaching Riley to say “Merry Christmas” and Ken is teaching him to say “Phew! Mommy pooted” in retribution for my teaching him to say “Phew! Daddy pooted.” Life is fun around here, don’t you think?

Well, I really need to get back to work. I promised someone a report by EOB today, so I need to get cracking on it.

Love to all,

Margaret