Vance and I just got back from a run to town. I walked in the house to find Joe, fingers flying, composing on the computer.
Not wanting to bother, I sat down and started reading a few threads on the other computer right beside him.
After a bit I could stand it no longer. I asked how things had gone thinking perhaps it had been a slow afternoon by the waterhole.
All Joe had to say was, "wait a minute and you can read what happened".
I admit to being suddenly more attentive, visually checking his fingers and hands for telltale signs of field dressing.... nothing.
So I went ahead and waited and opened the thread as soon as he hit "Add Reply".
I gave him a good thump on the arm for everyone for his lapse of attention at the water.
Of course nobody will be tougher on him than he is himself at this point.
He's got plans for tomorrow and my money is ridin on Joe.