Two days ago, I was driving south on 287 towards Longmont, when a pickup truck pulls right in front of me with the most interesting license plate.
Now the universe is funny on how it sends these messages. This one was unavoidable. Pay attention.
Strangely enough, this message stayed in front of me for a few miles with a number of lights and turns as I strayed off 287 east toward Georgie and Luke’s house, where Lisa wanted me to drop off a frequency generator – remember – energy, frequency and vibration – for Luke.
Anyway, having carried out my mission, I was heading back north again on 287, wondering what the universe wanted me to expect, and as usual, I let my mind drift among the thousands of other times I followed this route to a run I took during my first year here in NoCo. I always watch the sides of the highway with my peripheral vision – even when day dreaming – I am a multitasker – in case some large animal comes bolting from the side into traffic.
Well, this one time I spotted a goat on the east side of 287, free range grazing along the side of the highway, and I was so worried that it could get spooked and run into traffic that I pulled over and called the Larimer’s Sheriff’s office and told them what I spotted. Well, they sent animal control out to wrangle the fella to safety on the other side of its property fencing. Alls Well That Ends Well.
Well, I always glance at that same goat spot as I drive this route and was happy to see that it was empty of goats. But immediately over the next rise in the road, what do I spot but a dozen goats along the same side of the highway doing their own free-range grazing. Now it’s one thing for a single larger creature to spring into busy traffic, it’s a whole other thing when an entire herd suddenly starts moving in synch.
That is a catastrophe for all creatures involved.
So, this time, I pull over and call my good friend and neighbor, Deputy Andrea Maxwell, on her cell phone.
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Andrea lives a bit down the road from me in Berthoud. A complete and unapologetic cowgirl, she has been a wonderful resource when it comes to dealing with Claire’s occasional stomach issues,
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and she has pitched in on a number of neighborhood loose horse wranglings. She is a sweetheart.
Well, she thanked me for calling and said she would take care of it. I was confident that Andrea would do what she said. That is who she is.
I drove home but had to make another store run to Longmont a half hour later and when I passed by the goat spot, the area was clear of goats. Thank you, Andrea.
So, when the universe tells you to “xpect” something, pay attention.
Well, today is finally the day that Stella gets her Nona overnight. We have to take her to her indoor skiing lessons and then it’s off for a movie and dinner, then television, ice cream, sleepover and breakfast at the Villages Diner.
But this time I’m adding belt and suspenders.
Shit, I forgot to include a reference to prior pinky promises.
Let’s just hope she doesn’t have a good lawyer. Any attempt by Stella to retain Peter Sheridan, Esq. as her attorney in this matter will be subject to an immediate motion to disqualify due to the patent conflict of interest as both are characters in The Claire Saga and appear together in Where The Ley Lines Meet.
Anyway, I have chores to do before I have to Drive Miss Nona to pick up Miss Stella. I’ll have my sterilized pin ready to prick the young creature’s finger as soon as I get them back to Casa Claire.
I hope you fine, five readers have a more exciting Saturday planned for you all. But take of the weekend errands first.
And no matter what else we get up to, let us make today a great one.
