Thoughts After a bad Night

Saying for the day- A lost mind is very very hard to find.

We have lost our collective mind or at the very least our individual minds. Betty, Pennie, and I really do need to see a shrink, maybe two shrinks. Our entire world has been turned upside down. The Fortress itself is shaken. Behind it all, of course, stands my sister. In some ways this is all her fault. She is the one who called and said we could get one at $700 below the usual price. She knew my history, and Betty’s history and Pennie’s history as well. The same history as Pete and Pat but they didn’t get a vote. At first I said no. We had promised “ Never again”. We had kept the promise, sort of. But then she said I should at least see what Pennie and Betty thought. So I asked. I very clear mistake. Pennie was determined to go ahead. My objections were ignored. So I called the people and was told they had sold the last one. We were free. It was going to happen. It was over. But the next day they called back. One, intelligent, couple had backed out. There was one left. I said that it was up to Pennie. I stalled. She came home late that night Monday. She wanted to go ahead she called and the deal was cut. Still I stalled I said to the sellers that they should hold until our check cleared just to be sure. This would give me time to look for some other solution. But no they decided to trust us. But still they were way up in the UP and we were almost on the bottom of Wisconsin. There was still time to save us. That’s when my sister, its always my sister, got involved again. She picked it up and yesterday there she was with it at my front door.
So now despite all my efforts have a dog again. A genuine AKC registered English Springer Spaniel. It’s just a puppy.
It cried all night. I didn’t sleep. My mind is anything but clear. But it is cute. My daughter is happy. I will survive. It could be worse. It could be a Bull dog.

@@@@ News from Pigeon Falls-The little town in my garage where trains still run, boys talk to rocks, and basketball is king– Last night, after school, Tommy UK stopped in to talk to Eino. He said that the state athletic commission should make a rule against using magic in a game. Tommy UK was sure that somebody on the Wizard side was enhancing Brian’s play with magic. Eino said that there was no such thing as magic. Tommy asked how he explained an entire quarter with no score. Eino said that things like that happen. Besides if the Wizard had magic how did the New Potatoes win. Tommy suggested that Nancy’s poltergeist had come along and fought on their side. Eino was still laughing when Tommy left. He had tried to imagine going to the state athletic commission with the story of a poltergeist fighting magic and asking for a rule. At least they would have a good laugh.
Little things continued to happen at Nancy’s . An entire batch of cinnamon roles had flown up and stuck on the ceiling of the shop. She saw Tommy UK going by and asked him to come in. She held the ladder while he scraped them off the ceiling. The strange thing is no frosting was left on the ceiling and they looked as good as if they just came from the oven. They were both sure , however, that Eino would find a rational explanation for this. Tommy UK who got one of the buns as a reward said the experience hadn’t hurt them any they were still very good. Nancy said she was glad Tommy was coming by at just the right time.
Petrovich said he is sure that he saw a driblet that said something about “when that which can’t be is then…” but he can’t remember what follows so now he has to find the driblet again. There are only six thousand three hundred and ten known driblets so that may not be an easy task.
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Now I have to go because Queen Maggie, Queen of all English Springer Spaniels, is calling and she doesn't like to be kept waiting.
Well my sister called twice today to check on the dog. The dog , of course, is now runing everything. It is not house broken all the way. We bought these special pads for it to pee on . It really likes them. It tears them up and then pees on the kitchen floor. My grandaughter called to see how the dog was. The dog gets more calls than we do. I did some reading and some blogging when the dog allowed me to. It has sucj cute eyes. Now I need a breathing treatment.
GBYA