Fwd: alan

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From: “Carole Sanford” <carolesan@rogers.com>

Subject: RE: alan

Date: November 1, 2018 at 11:56:26 PM EDT

To: “‘SKEOCH'” <alan.skeoch@rogers.com>

Well done Al.   Good job Marjorie told you to turn the light on.  I think there would have been a few choice words from “you know who” when you arrived in the pouring rain at the farm and found Woody in the truck.   

Just glad to hear you’re both o.k.   Not a fit night for man nor beast.

Take care.

Warm regards,
Carole

—–Original Message—–
From: SKEOCH [mailto:alan.skeoch@rogers.com]
Sent: November-01-18 11:26 PM
To: d.m.macmorine@gmail.com
Subject: alan


LATE NOVEMBER NIGHT…NOV. 1, 2018

So we drove  home in the teeming rain and the dark.

“Put Woody out for a  leak  as soon as you get home, Alan.”

“Sure.”

Home

“Got that sinking feeling as I reached in the dark truck  for Woody…interior lights  do not work well…felt no fur…Woody…we  left him all alone in
the dark farm veranda in pouring rain…must tell Marjorie although hate to do so.  Maybe best if I not say ‘we’.”

“Woody  is not in the truck…must have left him at the farm…I’ll drive up and get him now   (11.12 pm)…I will be  back bye 1 am…not tired…must go now. Poor Woody
he will be waiting for me.”

“Turn the light on.”

“I already reached  in … no Woody…”

“Turn the light on.”

“OK.”

“And there he is curled  up in a tiny ball…hates the rain…would not move out of the truck.”

“Just think I nearly drove up to  get him and there he was all the  time.”

THOUGHT CAME TO ME: “If I got to the farm and found Woody in the truck seat right behind me it might
be best if  I pretended we had left him there…otherwise I would  look like a dimwit.”

“Stupid, Alan, just stupid.”

“Accepted.”=