local color......

ok, so after i listened to the entirety of mozart's the marriage of figaro i drove into town to have lunch with my spouse at freddies, a local eating establishment of some noteriety......our meal may have been pedestrian, but the sparrow caught inside made the meal anything but everyday.......hopefully the conundrum bird made it out alive...the last we saw if it it made a move for the kitchen.......and then we walked down to the cobbler's lair.....way down past the centre fine arts studio building...to pick our daughter's cowboy boots, newly reshod and cleaned....the fellow is a danville icon, he and his numerous cats......there were 3 black cats, a white and a rather large maine coon cat in our line of vision while we picked up the boots.....the eldest black cat is 22 years old and completely toothless if we are to believe the cobbler....the entire place was ripe with cat odor...thanks to my crafty sinus passages i was spared the brunt......and so we walked back just in time for me to take my daughter home from school...she who missed the honor role for a subject she rated an A last 9-weeks.....oy....this parenting thing is almost too difficult for words...........