Dear Rev. DeMore,
I overheard your mission team talking about your previous blog comment earlier this evening. I just felt compelled to reach out to you myself and share my apprecation for your kind words and support. I´m so glad that someone finally understands me!
And Gary...mind if I call you Gary?...I feel as though since we´ve found this connection that I must warn you; I heard talk of certain members of the team calling you via Skype whenever they hear me crowing in the so-called-middle-of-the-night. Good thing for you they are two hours behind you so my 4 am crows will only be 6 am calls for you. I sure hope you are a morning person! However, there´s also been far too much talk of fried chicken around here, so perhaps I should hold off until 5 am tomorrow. What do you think?
Oh, and I don´t know any monkeys, but there are a few cows living at the nearby farm. Do you think I should give them a holler and see if they could help me out one morning this week? Hehe.
Well, I guess I better get to bed since I have to get up early!! Maybe I´ll fly up north sometime so we can meet personally!
All the best,
Rooster
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Dear Mr. Rooster, - Thank you for your lovely note. Now that we are friends, let me encourage you to be careful around those cranky Methodists. I don't mean to frighten you, but in our part of the country, people of your feather are considered a delicacy. If you see any of them entering their quarters carrying peanut oil, you need to get out of there as fast as your banty little legs will carry you. I recommend seeking out the tallest building you can find, climb to the top, and start cooing like a pigeon. Maybe they won't recognize you. - Good luck. - Gary