I got it Thursday, February 20, at Country Mart's right-side machine. I matched 8 numbers, for $5 each, and hit all 4 of the quick-cash money-bag prizes. That adds up to $100.
So fitting, to win on a ticket named Casino Cash, the day before leaving for a casino trip in The Pony's college town. I assure you, I put that ticket aside, though. Didn't even need it. Had a profitable trip, which will be shared in a few days.
Also, I've been remiss in filling you in on the details of those little Cabin-Trashers. Hick got a call from our next door neighbor, Copper Jack's human daddy, while we were on the way home from Oklahoma. CJHD had messed up the electricity to his shed, which Hick had helped him with before Thanksgiving. Hick said he'd come over in a couple days and look at it.
Wednesday evening, Hick drove over on the Gator. He said that the Cabin-Trashers told CJHD's grandson (who lives with him) that HICK told them they could play in the cabin(s)!
"WHAT? Those little liars! How did you bring it up?"
"I said, 'CJHD, you might want to keep an eye on your stuff. These little neighbor boys up the road have been roaming around on other peoples' property. They got in my cabins and messed stuff up. Took some things, too. They said your grandson gave them permission, but I don't think that's true. I've told him he can look around down there, and we've never had a problem before these kids moved in."
"What did he do? Call the Grandson out and ask him?"
"Actually, the Grandson let me in. CJHD must have been in the shower after work. He came out in his pajama pants and a tee shirt. The Grandson was standing right there. He said, 'I took them down to show them the cabins. And they said, 'We know. He said we could come down here and look in them.' They didn't go inside while I was there, though. I never told them they could play inside.'"
"Did you tell Grandson that he's still welcome to come over?"
"I did, but CJHD told him not to even go down there. Just in case, so the Cabin-Trashers couldn't blame him for anything. He also said he thinks the Cabin-Trashers might be moving. I don't know how he would know that."
We can only hope.
I'd still put a lock on that cabin door. And maybe a motion activated trail camera.
ReplyDeleteHick loaned the wildlife camera to HOS (Hick's Oldest Son) when he was living up on our other 10 acres. I THINK he got it back. Of course, these little scalawags might just steal the camera! After all, they've found Hick's axes, and could chop down the tree it's on if they couldn't reach it.
DeleteI don't know what the holdup is on the lock. I guess Hick has been too busy buying and trying to sell, and hasn't had time to go use his Lowe's credit card to save 5%.
Sounds like the die has been set for the felons in training! Just like killing small animals when young morphs into murdering people, thieves start early, too. The parents will be keeping a bail bondsman in business one day.
ReplyDeleteYes, I do see a pattern!
DeleteThe little housebreakers are heading to a shining career in breaking and entering. Their father will be so proud.
ReplyDeleteIf he can't find somebody else to punish them by then, I suppose the government will have to do it for him.
DeleteCongratulations on the win. I hope the cabin-trashers are moving, the sooner the better in my opinion, although that means a new set of neighbours will be in for a not-so-nice surprise.
ReplyDeleteThanks! I hope the "moving" part isn't just a rumor. I suppose we'll find out in a few days. Maybe by reading about car break-ins in town!
DeleteGood riddance to those hooligans. And you lucky duck always winning those scratchers.
ReplyDeleteI HOPE it's a good riddance, and not a bad retention! Yes, the scratchers have been good to me.
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