So, today I am getting more and more excited about going down to WV.
Hal gets home from his outing today and I find out that he was hit by a Ram. Not the brand name of car, truck but an honest to goodness Ram.
He was at a fly fishing tournament and he didn't get the email advising people to be careful in one area of the creek. There was a ram and a few ewes and another guy was running from the ram and trying to hit it with a stick. Before Hal knew it, he was cornered by the ram. So, he figures, if he stands at the edge of the creek, the ram won't bother him. Wrong idea. The ram butted him and the force threw him in the creek. He is pretty bruised up and now is feeling fine with a few pain pills and a glass of scotch. He had me check for ticks cause he was pulling off a few after he got out of the water. Plus the impact, tore his jeans from the back to almost the front.
He said he barely got out of the water and our oldest son called him to see if he was okay cause it was all over the school already!!!
Howie ends the call by saying bye DAAAAAAADDD
Oh that man of mine