Hey, I know her!

A portion of last night's gun safety class was taught by the local conservation officer. I recognized her right away, even though she was only in 3rd grade the last time I saw her. She and I were pretty good friends, which is weird for public school students four years apart. During a break, I convinced one of the kids to go ask her if she used to have a pony named King. Yup, she sure did. (I remember riding King with her, and falling off, too.) So Dusty and I had a nice little chat.

I told Toby that he can expect to see Dusty again, since he plans to do a lot of hunting and fishing around here.

Oh, and her husband, a state trooper, pulled my husband over for a speeding violation the other night. It was the friendliest warning Loren has ever received.

I still can't get over how much my world has shrunk!