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The Farm And Ranch Store

My cow decided she liked the neighbor’s lawn more

than she like the hay I was feeding her, so she wiggled her

way through the fence, causing a slight injury to her udder

extremities. Thus I found myself in need of some salve for

her scrapes and scratches.

I looked at the ad for the local Farm and Ranch store,

and, as luck would have it, my favorite ointment was on

sale. I asked my wife, Donna, if she would go buy some.

She told me she would prefer not to. She has always

seemed reluctant to shop there, and I have never

understood why. It is one of my favorite stores. It is

teeming with interesting items: saddles, bridles, animal

feeds, and every other imaginable thing, and some a person

couldn’t imagine.

But I went ahead and made time in my schedule for

the necessary stop. When I arrived at the aisle where the
salve should be, I found the ad size was sold out. I made

my way to the front of the store and approached one of the

checkout girls.

“I came to buy some salve that you had in your ad,

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