I'M HAVING SECOND THOUGHTS
Myrtle is doing well thank you. She got a new gig of ram and she is hot to trot. I am not going there it sounds vulgar to me. The young fellows who came out picker her up, took her away and returned her said she will well and able to go the distance; I can see that. Before she shut her little eyes not to open them again she was so slow I could make a pot of coffee waiting for her to wake up. Now she flies over to Seattle and brings me a cup while I butter toast. None of the problems that did or... Sign in to see full entry.