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Maggie Cummings
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I wasn't sure how to write this story. It's not a funny one. In fact, it's kind of embarrassing and concerning. So I have decided to be like Jack Webb and give, "just the facts, ma'am". Most of you probably never heard of him...
Oh well....here goes...
2013 Christmas season my adult son and I took Bob to the Vets to be weighed on her scale. It read 149 pounds. So when someone asks me what he weighs I say "he was 150 last Christmas". So a couple of threads ago, my revered sister says, "I think you're off some, I'll bet he's more like 110".!!! OMG! Where did this come from? Kinda drawing a line in the sand, an aggressive move for her...so I texted my adult son to ask what he remembered..."He was 149".
The guy who's been helping take Bob places, Ron, drives a 10 wheeler all week, so on Saturday we drove 40 miles to Sweet Home to an old fashioned Feed Store and Garden Shop...
He had a big old wooden scale on the floor. Here's the pictures...(I hope)
walking into the feed store...
Oh well....here goes...
2013 Christmas season my adult son and I took Bob to the Vets to be weighed on her scale. It read 149 pounds. So when someone asks me what he weighs I say "he was 150 last Christmas". So a couple of threads ago, my revered sister says, "I think you're off some, I'll bet he's more like 110".!!! OMG! Where did this come from? Kinda drawing a line in the sand, an aggressive move for her...so I texted my adult son to ask what he remembered..."He was 149".
The guy who's been helping take Bob places, Ron, drives a 10 wheeler all week, so on Saturday we drove 40 miles to Sweet Home to an old fashioned Feed Store and Garden Shop...
He had a big old wooden scale on the floor. Here's the pictures...(I hope)
walking into the feed store...