Thought tomorrow would be the best day for me to go to our County Fair. Nope! Basil decides to pull up lame (not three legged), but tender enough for me to want it diagnosed and treated ASAP. So good ol' Doc says he'll be here at 1. No fair,(pardon the pun), must take Mother grocery shopping tomorrow afternoon. Her routine is very important to her and at 95, whatever Mother wants, Mother gets! Daughter Sarah and her family are flying in on Friday night, so maybe we can get to the fair on Saturday...let's cross fingers.
Murphy's Law Strikes Again
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