Well a couple ol boys cross the Mason Dixon line came down Sunday. Of course the dog patrol had wind of them when they crossed the Blue Ridge mountains, barked for 3 hours. When they showed up I saw they was friendly, so I put the dogs up. Wind was blowing like all get out. But with a little help from my good neighbors we got the trans out and loaded up in Yogie's pickup. We had a right good little talk and I showed him round a bit.
But They had a way to go and had to leave, so the socializing was cut a bit short. I did enjoy meeting him and his brother.