Frank and Darla
I did invite a couple of them to spend the week with me. They were kind of quite and kept to themselves the entire week. I thought it was rather rude.
I have to admit, this last "friend" encounter was the most bizarre ever to happen to me. At least I had the sense to be sitting on my mule fishing in the dark (if one can call it that - to be fishing in total darkness with no flashlight) and not standing on the ground. The only way I could tell what was on my hook was to push the focus button on my camera, which you now know goes everywhere I go. This created a red light glow for just a few seconds. When I saw this uninvited on the end of my line, my adrenaline really started pumping! I was taking pictures of it just to be able to see with my flash. Now if you will, picture this...well, maybe not. I called my hubby.
"Hey, what are you doing?"