Tac is going to be completely rotten after this gin season. Everyone that comes in the office either brings him something or plays with him. And, he thinks that everyone that walks through the door has to hold him. It doesn't matter if it's a customer, truck driver, or one of the gin hands, he crawls up to them and holds up his hands until they pick him up. And if there's not someone there to mess with him, he's got Dan taking him out to the gin or out riding on the golf cart. What a stinker.
Here's a few pics of some things going on with us lately:
This was at homecoming. Denise even made him a little garter to wear and it was really cute.
Al and I each got an antelope this year. His was in Borden County and mine was up near Panhandle. I know what you're wondering--....... his was bigger.
In San Angelo at Mimi's on the way to Odem. That's a really long drive for little man!!
One neat surprise at the party was the presentation Al's parents made to him. Ten years ago, Al took a sample out of the very first bale he ginned and sent it off to have a miniature bale made out of it. He then presented it to his Papaw Crisp. Al always wanted Papaw to see the gin run, but he never made it, so this was Al's way of sending the gin to him. At the party, his parents presented the bale back to Al. Papaw Crisp died 2 weeks later.