Wednesday, January 9, 2013
A couple of years back the semi ex-wife threw out an old Care Bear. I retrieve it from the trash intending to take to the range for target practice. It sat in the van for months then disappeared only to turn up a couple of months ago. Number 3 daughter finally claimed it to wash and give to a needy child. I am not allowed to shoot it. That's a better use for it, besides there's some Barney stuff around the house somewhere.