Jun. 25th, 2017

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Small Town Market

There's a nice breeze today and it's about ten degrees cooler. Perfect! Walked my last three dollars down to the market for some fresh strawberries which, if I don't eat them all in one sitting, will probably be tomorrow's subject. I am not a huge fruit person, prefer vegetables, but fresh strawberries instantly transport me to my grandfather's house and his strawberry patch. The smell and the taste equal grandpa to me, always.
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Removed hot cooking sheet from oven. Transferred hot, bubbling, cheesy dinner to a cutting board. Paused for a second. Cried out in dismay when Abe leaped onto the stove top, foot hitting the hot pan, fumbling his attempt to jump onto the shelf (I can't seem to get it down) set above the oven, slipped, fell, landed his left hind leg and flank onto my hot, bubbling, cheesy dinner and then flew off to lick his wounds.

He now has a tomtato sauce stain on his butt and I am having a peanut butter sandwich for dinner.

Thankfully, he doesn't look like he injured himself too badly. The ridiculous thing. I have got to figure out how to get that shelf off of the wall!


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