Shortly before Christmas several years ago, I was at Linda's, using her long arm to quilt a Christmas present. I am sewing away, and Linda was doing something else, usually running around. All of a sudden, Linda is back upstairs, claiming that a cyote had taken Bobbin. She was very upset, and at first difficult to understand. Once I got her calmed down enough to understand what she was upset about, was that she had seen a cyote and Bobbin was outside.
I told her to show me where the cyote went, and it was down in the gully next to her house. So I said, let's go down and see if we can see if there is anything there. Going down was not bad, not so large fallen trees, and we made it to the bottom of the gully. Sure enough, there was some fur and entrails scattered around, and Linda was convinced that this was Bobbin. After assuring her that the fur was not Bobbins, she still was not convinced. So I told her to touch the entrails to see if they were warm --- after some nagging, she did it and lo and behold they were cold. This was the final evidence that Linda needed to realize that we were looking at a squirrel, not beloved Bobbin. So, back up the hill, lickety splict(for Linda) and much slower for me as this time tall Linda went up were all of the fallen trees were! She said suddenly she heard me laughing hysterically. She turned around and I was stuck on top of this log with both legs extended straight out, and unable to move. So, instead of finding and mourning eaten up Bobbin, Linda had to pull me off the log and haul me up the hill to save me!
Linda, we love you and will always miss you
inda and I often went to retreats together, and this retreat was on Flathead Lake in Montana. She insisted on a certain date to get there so we would have a little time to set up my traveling store. Of course I gave in, we left her house at 6 am to begin the drive. We made very few stops, because that was how Linda traveled, and arrived early all right --- we were a whole day early! The really nice lady said since the lodge was not occupied, we were welcome to stay. So after eating dinner, setting up our machines and the traveling store, we went to bed.
You have to visualize this lodge --- it was made of huge lodge, and comfortably slept 20 people, and was a distance away from any other building. I even jokingly made the comment that it felt like the hotel in Shining!
Our room backed up to one of the parking lot. I sleep with the window open, and we started off sleeping so well. Then, about 1 am, there is someone out side yelling Knock, Knock! Immediately our thoughts went to every horrible story about women in the dark, with open windows and bad people trying to get in.There were two women, and they claimed that they were trying to get in to stay the night! We were terrified, since we did not know anyone was coming.
We asked why they were there, and they said that they were there for the Judy Niemeyer retreat. It turns out they flew in from Tillamook Oregon, and came mistakenly a Day early! Go figure, I cannot figure how they could have gotten the dates wrong --- :^) We went to the front desk, asked for their names, and sure enough, there they were on the list. So we got them a room and settled back to sleep for the night, but now with nightmares of serial killers breaking into our room!
