Nutz

Strange goin's on at the Brannan Farm. We got a new dishwasher installed over the weekend....that's a lie...we STARTED installing over the weekend and finished yesterday. But that's neither here nor there. It's no way strange for our projects to take a day or a century. One project took a millenium. Hang with me now. Here's the strange part. When we rolled out the old dishwasher, I was really kinda excited. I thought there was probably enough dog and cat hair underneath it to have a sweater knitted. You know they're doing that now, right? People are having sweaters and scarves knitted out of their deceased pet's hair. I'm not sure if that's normal or even legal. Okay,fine. No dog or cat hair was there.....only a WALNUT. A huge walnut. We don't eat walnuts. I don't cook with them...we don't munch on them. We are nuts but we don't EAT many nuts. How do these things happen? Don't you want to roll your dishwasher out of your cabinet now to see if you have a walnut under it? Betcha do! I looked around for the culprit....possibly a pet squirrel I didn't know we had. Missy, the dog, stood and stared at me hoping I would give her the walnut to eat. Chica, the cat, stared at the walnut, then at me as if to say... so?.....stranger things have happened in this house. Then she turned and walked away with her tail in the air. No one would take blame for the walnut. Unclaimed walnut. O well, just one more extremely strange, not to be explained phenomena on THE FARM.