John and I do and say silly things when we're riding around over the ranch checking to see if the cattle are all there and okay. We pass this deer blind going to the back forty. One day I told John to stop and let me see if anyone is home so he did. No one came to the door and if they had been there they would not have appreciated us interrupting their hunting. Hunting? How can they call it hunting sitting and waiting after feeding the wild game? Anyway last week as we passed John ask me if that ladder had always been there. Somebody's memory isn't so good anymore either. He did pass his stress test with flying colors. After admitting he was in pain that day from a young strong bull kicking him in the leg. Telling how black and blue it is and a knot plus swelling. The heart doctor wanted him to drop his pants so he could get a good look at it. John didn't want to with the nurse in the room but we all convinced him. He got lots of oohs and aahs and attention and they were surprised he could stay on that treadmill and pass so well with that condition and age.