I didn't find the bobcat, neither did Matt. Old Bud, my hunting parnter, has been in the hospital since just before Christmas. We got him into a nusring home this afternoon. I explained to the doctor he did not want to give up his occasional cigar, cold beer, and/or drink of Whiskey.
She wrote on the Doctors Orders that he be allowed his liquor and smoke! At 103 she figured it wouldn't kill him! It's only temporary stay, 20 days or so for rehab. He can walk fairly straight but will fall if he tries to turn. He fell and couldn't get up at home!!!
Maybe if we get lucky, he may like it and stay!
I told him I'd bring the Rock&Rye CowboyDave brought up from Houston. He said "keep it at the house, I don't want anyone stealing my whiskey!"
Then my hunting land caught on fire, over 60 acres burnt, mostly grass. Came close to setting 120 acres of tall grass, CRP land of fire. One unit responded, a 1250 gal brush truck. One driver, one hose man on the front, and me on the back pumping the priming bulb on the gas line to keep the pump motor running. The fuel pump was out. I have soot all over me, smell like burnt wood and grass!
I went straight from the nursing home to the farm, opened gates so the brush truck could get in!
The two volunteer firemen that showed up were the same ones that had made the call on Old Bud!
Ain't that one hell of a day!!! Plus I got Hylagen shots in both knees this moring!!!!