Mom, I can’t tell you how much we want to come down to visit. I owe yer man an adornment for his Stetson, a lemon for Gunner, and a hug for you. If I can fit it in my management’s imagination of my schedule, we’ll get there this year. Texas Cowboy was a trusted friend of mine, though I didn’t meet El Roy in person. I’ve got stories to share.
And, comma, I’ve got goat recipies.
It would be great if you were able to make the shoot. I don’t mind hugs; goat recipes not so much.