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It's the "Dancing Dachshunds on Broadway" that got me recognized.

Maybe. I haven't had a clear image of them in my head yet.

AI has its uses. I used it to create the picture for this story (and theres a reason for the sunset that will become clear as the story progresses). But it does have its limitations. I think most authors take at least some liberties with some details of their stories. It's what is referred to as artistic license.

Soon. Very soon.

Funny thing about fiction. I can make up any rules I want to. If I want Santa Clause to be the judge, why not? I know in real life things are complicated, but for the sake of not having to write a boring chapter dealing with legalities, I'm taking some liberties.

Annoying is like saying the Arctic is chilly.

I may or may not have a touch of editing to do. Hmmmm.

Still no.

Right on the ball as usual, if a little late to the game.

One of you needs to start a spreadsheet cross referencing all of these conspiracy theories and send it to a Vegas bookie for odds.

I have feeling Kyles mom is gonna rip that boy a new one. I know I would. Miles will have to be careful if he visits while there. @chris191070 should be waking up soon to give you a (convoluted) countdown.

I'm glad you're enjoying it!

My story, my rules. 😁

Yep. The foster care system is sorely lacking good Foster parents, good social workers and the funds to keep things moving. Too many kids fall through the cracks.

It's been 2 days: The cattle were separated into groups: steers in one, cows with calves in another, and the rest in a third group. Over the next two days, most of the steers were loaded onto transport trailers Dad had hired and sent to the auction. Carson and Nole went with them to oversee the business end of things on Dad’s behalf. All of the unbranded cattle were grouped together, and, in an assembly-line-like manner, we guided them one by one into the chute, where they were seared with the ranch’s scrolling double R’s onto their virgin hides. Nothing is more pungent than the smell of burnt cowhide. It was a tired crew that gathered for a final meal on Sunday. Jesus, its usually @weinerdog I have to remind to keep up. Didn't think you'd miss a trick. The puppies were thrown in because I can.

He is in the same time zone as Gnomie so he has no excuse.

Exactly. We know that Miles' uncle penny pinched. We don't know if he owned the house, rented or still had a mortgage so any funds from that is up in the air. We also don't know if he squandered the trust that was left to Miles.

Not to mention financially stable. We know he has a small trust, but would the court approve it as his sole source of income?

Yep .. y'all know I love a good twist.

There's a lot of different possible outcomes. You'll just have to wait to see what pans out.