During the ride home from the Cardinals game and casino on Sunday night, I told HOS and his wife about that time on Casinopalooza 2 when I saw a little boy playing slots in an Oklahoma Casino. They got a chuckle out of that. And then HOS's wife told us a story.
"My sister has a little yellow lab puppy. She keeps him in the house, but the other night she went out on the back porch to have a cigarette, and took him out with her. It was around sunset, and as it started getting dark, she didn't bother to get up and turn on the porch light. She had her cell phone and she was texting and looking at Facebook. The puppy was running around playing, and kept getting under her chair. She said, 'He kept rubbing up on my ankles, and knocking into my legs. THREE times, I told him to STOP! To get away! Finally, I said, THAT'S ENOUGH! I looked down to make sure he knew that I meant business.
It was a raccoon.'"
Yeah. That's kind of how life goes around here.
You tell what you think is a great story, and then your stepdaughter-in-law tells one to top it.