My dad.
He is telling her the story as she is holding the book. My dad has a way of making stories come alive and adding some parts that the author himself didn't know was funny or relevant!
The kids always beg grandpa to tell them the story about the weasel.... and it's not the one that pops!
Abi says its about her great, great, great grandpa who had a farm with chickens and every night the weasel would come out....and then one night her great, great, grandpa sat outside with a gun....and because it is a family story I can't tell you the rest of the story...............
Hope you have a blessed week!
God loves you!
Cheryl
1 comment:
not to let you down but you do know there weren't any farmers in our family that we know of right? and no weasel's.
sorry to be the one to break the news.
love ya
tara
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