See Spot Run!

Sometime around the beginning of the year, like on January 3rd or so, we took "Spot" to the post office. Spot was a sheep skin, most recently a live sheep at my friend's farm, and was to become a rug. Spot was a particularly lively sheep and had charged into my friend's husband's arm (wince) ripping the bicep muscle from the bone.

Can you say OUCH? Can you say this sheep was not the most favorite four-legged on the farm? Can you say the husband offered to "do the sheep in" and prepare the sheep for the trip to the tanners in Pennsylvania, with a big smile on his face? Yes, yes, and hell yes!

That was the easy part, preparing the hide. Then came the trip to Pennsylvania. The postal worker told us the trip would take 8 - 10 days, max. NOT. Spot was lost somewhere in Texas and spent over 7 weeks on the road.

Can you imagine the shape Spot was in when he arrived in Pennsylvania, not refrigerated of course, in a plastic bag? Let's all chime in with a --- "GOOOOOOOEY!"



Finally, Spot has redeemed himself. He's arrived at his new home at last. He'll eventually grace a tile floor in our New Mexico home, but for now will lay around looking magnificent at our place in Washington.



Good job Spot.



And about "going postal"? I don't recommend it.