More Than A Moma

During the last week I've exercised my funeral director, preacher and pear picking talents.  Granny the cow (not her real name) kicked the bucket on Monday.  I had to prepare the body for "burial" and preach her funeral.  It was a short sermon.  Only one buzzard was in observance.  On Thursday I was a pear picking Moma...really I was only the driver, Black Betty had to get close so Jr. Jr. could climb up on top of her feed box and collect the pears which hadn't fallen.  It was imperative to gather them before the wasps, wild pigs or horses did.  So, they say go to college, it will broaden your horizions and give you many talents.  Worked for me!!