Some from the last month or so

Cajun I won’t lie, those dogs would probably have have won my heart. I can’t do anything but respect that mind set. That “you aren’t going to beat me” mindset is so awesome. It’s truly the mindset I’ve tried to raise my kids to have. This is a little off course but kinda related. When I was a senior in high school, I lived next door to my cousins. They had a buddy come visit that was what I would call fast in a foot race. Competitive natures got the better of us and we ended lining up in the road to race. He beat me several times in a row but nearly a photo type finish every time. I was doing any and everything to gain an advantage. I ended up barefooted before it was over. He wanted to quit but I wouldn’t concede and just kept pushing buttons to make him keep running. Finally, my bottom was either more than his or he gave up, either way I won. I walked up to the house and walking down the sidewalk I noticed my feet burning more than they should’ve. I looked back and I was leaving bloody foot prints. The whole skin of the soles of my feet were just flopping. I thought dang this smarts but it sure was satisfying.

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