Howie was so embarrassed; he thought that the young lady who called him over to the fence was the vet, coming to check on his sinus problem. Turns out it was just Jordan, the girl who loved cows, wanting to say hello. He hadn’t meant to be a snot . . . . . David, Sf.G.
Ignacio (center) was a natural and gifted speaker, and he seldom was quiet as a result. He loved the sound of his own voice, and so he saw his career path as Politician, pastor of a mega church, personal injury lawyer, or stand-up comedian It was tough to choose . . . . . . David, Sf.G.
William (known by the media, and by whom he referred to as the stinking paparazzi, as Bayou Billy) was being called to Washington to testify before one House select committee and one Senate committee about proposed agricultural subsidies and migrant workers. As he watched the sun set over the bayou, he tried to fix in his mind how he would end the day when he was back home rather than how he would probably end the day in DC . . . . . David, Sf.G.
Twyla Sue wanted to blame it on a “Bad Hair Day,” but in truth, her hair looked like this every day. She saw three choices; use 3 liters of hair goop every day after showering, shave her head and call it a political statement, or try to promote it as “windblown” or “carefree”.. . . . . David, Sf.G.
With Congress and the President at loggerheads over the budget and increasing the debt limit, all of the National Parks had been closed. Did that mean that that Jerome and his crew of Sandhill Crane buddies couldn’t land or feed at the National Migratory Waterfowl Refuge, their usual wintering place? It seemed that until the issue was resolved, all bets were off, and they might have to make reservations at Motel 6; would Tom Bodette still leave the light on for them? . . . . David, Sf.G.
Leonard wasn’t big on surprises. He wasn’t a fussy eater, but he wanted to know what it was that was on the menu before dinner; just a little sneak peek before chowing down. . . . . David, Sf.G.
