Cuttings

A welcome home gathering had been arranged and The Ranch was filed with the carefuly selected few who could handle whatever mood they were to find me in on those critical first nights back in the real world. Add in some Polish visitors and a strange night was had. I died for 12 hours to find the afthermath of a clearly good night.

I was missed by the household which was nice.

And to wake up one morning to find this. Well it actually pointed out to me.....I'm not that sharp in the morning opening our kitchen door


Awww Bless this Ranch!