Phillip spent Saturday night with us. I always look forward to his visits, but I'm always exhausted by the time he goes home. While he was here, Lonnie caught a female cardinal that had flown into Daddy's Shack and couldn't find her way out. Phillip got to touch her and he came tearing into the house yelling for me to come see. It's things like that that a child will remember. He and the neighbor's cat went to check out Daddy's Shack, maybe looking for another bird, but what he found was Pawpaw's rubber boots. I'd say he has big boots to fill, wouldn't you?
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