Rhonda and Doyle had invited us up for Easter Dinner today, but we were supposed to go to my son's for dinner and Easter egg hunt with the grands. However, they changed their minds about hosting and went to my daughter-in-law's parents about 150 miles from here. Our Easter was low key. We got up this morning, went to Sunday school and church, then went to Dairy Queen with a few other couples from church. It was all right. I'm just sorry we'd already told Doyle and Rhonda that we couldn't come to their house.
Later this afternoon a friend from town came out to shoot a few arrows with me. We didn't hunt eggs, but we did have to hunt a few arrows that landed in the grass.
Vickie, you'll probably never have another critter under your deck. Try not to worry. And if you do get another, you know who to get to get rid of it for you.