What happend was I dropped a cellphone camera i had found at the library which i was trying to use to take pictures of 242 but 242 is a big fellow now & while i wld not say he charged me, he did come right at me. He use to come running right up when I called him but now when I call & he comes running right up it is not real friendly. In fact it is downright menacing. Anyway, he knocked me down & i dropped the camera phone & when i went to pick it up he stepped right on my hand. It sure did hurt. If it had of been another sheep, i bet I wld have ast Travis to slaughter it. But 242 is not just any sheep and if I did not know him better I wld say he did it on purpose.
So that is what happend & it has been real hard to write since my typing finger was all wadded up w/ gozz. I do not think that is how you spell that. Guzze. Gozze. What I mean is, those big bandaids. You probly wonder why i did not use my other typing finger well that is b/c i cut it real bad opening a can of beans. Yes it happend abt halfway thru a bottle of screech, but I think that is just coincidence. The point is i actually had both fingers all wadded up. It was like i was wearing mittens. I have found thru experience that i can not type that way when things are like that.
But i am all heeled up now so you can all stop sending me email asking what is wrong b/c now you know. Thank you to whoever sent the flowers.
