This morning Toby decided to ride his motorcycle to work. He had his cycle-suit on and was ready to go when the dogs started barking. It seemed there was a coyote about 40 yards (keep in mind that I am a woman and cannot judge distance) from the house. It was near the barn probably checking out his chicken condos. Our dogs were going crazy, but the coyote was just standing there - daring them to come after him. Toby got the gun. By the time he had it loaded and aimed the coyote had moved off further, but he did get two shots at it. He may have winged it, but it ran off into the woods. What was so funny about this? Toby looked like some Iron Man character standing there in his cycle-suit. I was in my nightgown.
Around lunch, I picked up GBN1 from her Nana's house (tomorrow is B&S's 5th wedding anniversary) and took her to the park for a picnic with the other kids from our church. She was quite delightful and talkative as usual. She kept saying, "Uh Booboo, do we have a problem here?" I'm not sure where she picked that one up, but it was funny. Unfortunately, I am feeling a bit puny - like I am coming down with something. After dropping GBN1 off at Nana's, I came home for a nap. Tomorrow is my day with both Grand Girls and I need to be well.