Sometimes You Agree To Disagree

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This husband and I…

Had a discussion…a deeeeep discussion during those last eight hours on the road…

More important than finding a route around Oklahoma City…more important than avoiding being t-boned driving through Liberty, Kansas…more important than any conversation the entire trip…

Home on the horizon…Little Cottage calling…the minds of two old folks on Pumpkin…how we missed Pumpkin…how we loved Pumpkin…how we so hoped we’d find Pumpkin…

And with that, one of us—and he shall remain nameless—said with conviction…”It’s Punkin. Not Pumpkin.”

And the conversation went something like this…

Her…”Well, his name is Pumpkin, we just call him Punkin…
Him…”Well, I think his name is Punkin, and we call him Punkin…

And so it is…in life…sometimes you agree to disagree…

And for that neighborhood-porch-cat-friend-of-ours, who has buddies with cool names like Tony and Tiger, the debate between Punkin and Pumpkin…is probably moot…
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And Punkin, who would rather be called Rambo, agrees…