Apparently my nieces know me pretty well. For Christmas this year they got me coffee (You can't go wrong there), a pretty new green coffee mug (can you say comfort), and a book. James Herriot is one of my favorite authors, so this little find by Dr. John McCormack I couldn't wait to start reading. Dr. McCormack moved, along with his wife and two small children, to rural Alabama in 1963 to start up a veterinary practice. He was in fact the first licensed vet to set up in the area, so truly a special part of American history is chronicled in these pages, as well as some completely endearing and rather hilarious stories. I certainly had no idea what "the hollertail" was. I also would have paid money to have seen a video of the intoxicated sick cow that got into the illegal whiskey still throw up all over the young vet, who had just gotten through telling the cow owner that cattle don't throw up. (Ok, so she didn't technically throw up. She may have gotten a little help from the stomach tube he had just passed down her throat. But still.) Anyway, I've read some of the stories out loud to the hubs, who has both enjoyed the special and emotional stories and laughed uproariously with me over the funny ones. Thanks girls, for finding and giving me a few of my favorite things.
I'm Debbie. I love listening to chickens cackle and sing. I love Lindt chocolate truffles, a good cup of coffee, and a good book.