Dory is a little peeved at Ruthie! She realizes that she shouldn't be but said she couldn't help it. Let me type you the story as best as I can.
You know that a walk in the cold can fairly well keep ones nose running as it does mine every morning. I do my best to keep stuff from running onto my lip by sniffing, wiping and blowing. Unfortunately there is always a few bits that somehow builds up into small parts and sticks to the sides of both nostrils. When I was born or before, I didn't have a chance to pick my nose but as I grew I leaned how pretty well.
Yesterday morning, during the early part of my walk, I was near Ruthie's place and decided to check her house out and turn on her de-icer. The house was fine and fairly warm so went wading through the snow to her dock. In trying to get the electrical box open, so I could plug in the de-icer, I found it to be frozen shut. During my attempt to open the box my hand slipped resulting in the tearing the fingernail of my right hand forefinger off clear to the quick. Ohh that hurt, but got the de-icer working just fine.
At home I had to cut off all I could of the fingernail leaving it very sore and without the fingernail unable to remove any of the built up pieces sticking up there in my nostrils. I soon discovered that the learned ability of my right hand forefinger had not been passed to any of the other fingers on my right hand and none of the left hand fingers were near skilled enough to even do a half assed job. Had to call for Dory's help.
Dory helped as best she could. She has long thin fingers and those nice long fingernails that should do the job really well but was so unhappy with the chore she roughed me and cut or scratched both nostrils enough to have them bleed. In an attempt to show a little sorrow for her treatment to me she blamed it all on Ruthie.
Now I'm worried about how I'm to get the scabs from my nostrils once they form. Guess I'll wait until I get to that bridge.
You know to tell a true story there are times where it just ain't got it so you try spiking it with a bit of stretch here and a bit of stretch there. I've caught myself doing that many times as I have with this note. Must have not stretched it quite enough huh?
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Honesty is more than not lying. It is truth telling, truth speaking, truth living, and truth loving without bending it so far as to break it.
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