I don’t know why but for some reason I tend to attract people who are borderline crazy. I was outside a little while ago and some toothless old man decided to walk up my driveway and start asking questions about how long I lived here and how much I liked the community. Bella didn’t like him but neither did I considering in the 90deg weather he’s got me standing with my dog in the middle of the driveway! The fact that the booze was sweating through his skin didn’t help very much either.  Then his other buddy came up and it was to the point that I told them to both have a nice day and walked out of there.

There’s a difference between southern courtesy and southern comfort - you don’t drink it!