The Vet

Not only was Boo getting fixed and declawed at the vet, but Joker and Kozy also had their shots due.

It was not an easy task. Kozy alone is nearly impossible to walk. And even though Joker is one of the best behaved dogs I have ever seen, that doesn't make up for Kozy.

However, I managed to get them both on leashes and into the vet's office.

When she came in, she checked my name and asked if I was Tex's nephew.

I said no. I was his son.

She was amazed.

So we visited some. I knew that Dad loved her and enjoyed visiting with her whenever he had to bring a pet in or whenever she had to make a run out to the farm for one of our sheep.

When I told the vet that I was ten and twelve years behind my sister and brother, it finally clicked for her.

"You look just like Barb," she said.

I figured that was the best compliment Barb has ever gotten!

Then the vet said how kind both my parents were. She also said how she enjoyed bringing her daughter, who would have been around one at the time, out to the farm to see all of the lambs.

At one point, the vet and Dad were working on a ewe. The vet set her daughter in a pen to watch the lambs jump and run by her. While the vet was working on the ewe, Dad gazed over he shoulder and said, "You might not want to look at your daughter."

Of course, the vet did.

Sure enough there was her daughter throwing small pellets of sheet manure into her mouth like they were m&m's!

She missed both my parents.

As do I.

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I got the best father's day gift ever today.

KoKo, though she is all the way in South Dakota, sent me a handmade card. It reads "Happy Father's day Kurty (her nickname for me)" on the cover. Inside it reads, "It feels like you have been a part of my life more then 5 years. I love (only she drew a heart) U & miss U." And on back: a heart and "Your KoKo Beanter (my nickname for her)."

What a little girl!