Phoebe and I spent some time on the road Sunday morning. As often happens, discussions of the day’s news filled our time. We’d both seen the morning newspaper picture of President Obama firing a shotgun at Camp David. I decided the picture was authentic, taken well before the recent shooting tragedy in Connecticut and his ensuing push for gun control legislation.
Our talk devolved into my telling of my encounter with a coyote Saturday. At some point during the day a knock at Big House’s kitchen door. Tommy Rinard in full cold weather farming attire, “David, you got a gun