Friday the 19th of April started, for me, on Thursday night, April 18th. Phone rings about 9:30 p.m. It's my mom, "David what are you doing right now?" "Not doing much. Why?" "Your father needs supervision." "Well, we all know that mom." "He needs some help chasing rat's tomorrow." "Okay Mom, about what time will this rat chasing start?" "Sadie, the hyper-active dog, and a stray black cat that gets in the backyard to drink a little water, both chased a rat across the yard and under our house."
"Alright, I'll be ready at 9:30. Now isn't your cousins' funeral tomorrow?" "Yes it is, but it won't start until noon with lunch being served at the First Baptist Church Annex." "Ok, Mom 9:30 a.m. it is."
Me and Sadie, the hyper-active dog, packed it in for the night about thirty minutes later. I had set my phone alarm for 9:00 a.m. Sadie had earlier ideas. Near 7:30 Friday morning, Sadie was up in my bed licking my ear. Translated that means, "I've waited long enough. I need to go outside David." So I sorta', rolled, fell, flopped, get up off the floor, woke up. For a walk we went.
I threw on some sweat pants, and socked my feet into moccasins. It was windy cold on this Texas April morning. Sadie wagged her tail in front of me as I stumbled along the sidewalk behind her. Finally morning duty done(what do you mean pick it up?) we went back inside duplex #37.
Coffee perked. I drank that with some creme, scrambled two eggs, and ate those with some ketchup. Got my "ratty" clothes on, made some more coffee, and boosted a drink. I mean, I drank a Boost to give my system something. I really don't know what I'm doing with my diet, I'm just'a doin'.
It was close to 9:30a.m., and my Dad that required supervision said he would pick me up that morning. I put Sadie on her leash, took a cup of coffee, went out front of #37, sat in a blue rocking chair, and waited.
Waited long enough that I had to go to the restroom. I tied Sadie's leash to a hand hold, screwed into the last board of a short blind separating the front porch of #37, and #38.
Sure enough, when I stepped into the restroom Dad arrived in the Ford Flex. I knew because he honked the horn. I thought, "He must see Sadie out there, which would indicate I had stepped inside momentarily. Apparently not.
Next I heard a longer, louder blast of the horn which indicated that Dad needing supervision, didn't see Sadie. Oh well.
Arrived at Mom and Dad's house and initiated the rat hunt. The rat hunt turned into me and Dad slicing apart an old water hose, and placing it around a leaking blue plastic pipe...