A large branch had fallen on her neighbor’s garage, and she wondered if I could take care of the problem.
At the time I was sitting on my hindquarters while ingesting a healthy dose of coffee.
The other morning I took a call from my neighbor. Preferably such labor will carry us into the great outdoors as well. Regardless of individual temperament, we all need to be regularly engaged in useful manual labor. I’m not talking about sitting at a desk pushing papers, tapping away at a computer, or chatting on the phone, either.
