Our wood stove sold today at my friend’s yard sale. Early on, a woman stopped while taking her kids to school and bought a lead rope. Evidently she had a discussion with her husband and came back and bought the stove about noon. Her husband came by after work to pick it up with his truck. I saw the look of dismay on his face when he tested lifting it, and volunteered to haul it in my trailer (which it was in at the time) since I knew approximately where they live. This was my only real goal for the sale, so I am quite happy.
Lily and Rags haven’t quite reached the little hearts and rainbows floating over their heads stage yet, but I expect to see it soon. They were eating from the same hay feeder when I looked out at them this morning. Smoke is just happy to have Rags back: he was slightly depressed while Rags was gone.