I know what you mean Phil.  We do not need to go on adventures, our lives are on big adventure.  

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> the Ten Commandments? 

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IN GOD WE TRUST 
Karen Carter '74 
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From: Phil Scovell <[log in to unmask]> 

> Late this evening, one of our dogs was jumping at the gate we have entering 
> our kitchen. This generally means, I want a drink right now. Sandy has a 
> watering thing for the dogs that is stainless steel. It is a two both 
> frame. Anyhow, I was headed that way anyhow, so I let Jack into the kitchen 
> and waited around for him to get a sip of water. He did nothing but walk 
> around. I finally went over and checked the water bowls to see if they were 
> empty. One was, almost, and the other was about a third full. I figured, 
> as finicky, as Jack is, he probably wanted fresh cool water. We don't have 
> much of that lately with it being over 90 when it is still midnight and that 
> is mighty unusual for Denver. So, being the dog lover that I am, I fill up 
> the bowls for him. He stands around with his teeth in his mouth acting 
> like, Hey, what's the big deal. I don't need water. Then it dawned on me. 
> He had heard Gretchen come in and since he likes Gretchen, she was his 
> original owner until she no longer wanted to take care of him, he wanted to 
> see her. I tried getting him to come back out of the kitchen passed the 
> baby gate but he would have none of it. He knew Gretchen was some place. 
> So I went back into the house, main part of the house, for something. I 
> can't remember what I was doing. So, a couple of minutes later, you see, I 
> decide to go back out to my computer because Sandy needed me to look up an 
> email address. As I passed through the kitchen, I opened a half door which 
> has three steppes leading down toward the basement. If you turn right and 
> step down one step, you are in my office. If you turn left, you go down a 
> flight of stairs to the basement. The dog watering bowls are back in a 
> corner but it is sort of a close fit passing by these bowls sometimes and 
> through to this door for my office. somehow, and I'll never know how, my 
> foot caught this holder which holds two dog watering bowls, and before I 
> knew it, I was going over the first step, dragging the water bowls and 
> spilling them all over my feet, floors, and steps. It is, I guess, a 
> miracle I did not fall down the steps. So maybe the angel was really there 
> after all. I love being blind. 
> 
> Phil. 
> 
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