Moses

Love is wanting the unwanted.
It's ridiculous how much I enjoy my Saturdays. Got up this morning and drove to Jasper to have b'fast with some of my pals from high school. We had a good fun. Tons of laughs. And somehow I walked away with a new pair of shoes. It was that kind of morning.
Then I went to visit Aunt Wilma and Uncle Huck in the Nursing Home. And guess who was on their way as I was leaving... Mary and Faye. Grandma's 2 youngest sister. Well, I had to stick around and see those two crazies. They're awesome.
Then, went to visit Gran. I found my sassy Grandmother out back with her hedgeclippers. She made a quick journey to the front porch when I told her I'd brought her a hot dog. George joined me.. and soon found ourselves at Dad's playing Mama to a baby calf. Apparently this cow decided (like a few low down humans) that it didn't want it's baby. Instead of being a mother, it wanted to kick it in the creek and drown it. How terrible is that?! So Dad-o and Sister dove in after it, pulled it out, named it Moses and brought it to the house for safe keeping. Cynthia went to town and bought it a baby bottle. George and I came over and assessed the situation, and I got closer to a cow than I've ever been in my life. It was SO CUTE! I got to feed her and she was absolutely precious. I then spent the next 2 hours trying to convince George I had no idea why an animal wouldn't want it's baby. Love is simply wanting the unwanted. It was a spectacularly weird and awesome day. :0)