tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-890197838754161009.post5911936242973094686..comments2023-06-17T10:40:49.248-07:00Comments on Gildiner's Gospel: Farm communicationCathy Gildinerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09409583094382198566noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-890197838754161009.post-62521834991838098152012-06-28T12:12:56.332-07:002012-06-28T12:12:56.332-07:00Sound's like you and/or your husband must take...Sound's like you and/or your husband must take up curling. When everyone covets you as team-members, then it will be time to ask your neighbor for some curling advice. I know you would want to slide granite - no brooms for you!<br /><br />If winning back your neighbor's good graces doesn't appeal to you then...<br /><br />How about a height-adjustable mailbox on a 10-foot post with a 5-foot angel on top.<br /><br />Sneak the cutest little free mongrel mutt puppy into their mailbox - maybe some canine company would ease Murphy Brown's suffering.<br /><br />Is MB EVER silent a for a minute when they are gone? If so, you could Pavlov the silence by tossing over some doggy treat every time it's quiet. Don't even think of putting a valium in it - that would probably be breaking some law even in the sticks.<br /><br />Perhaps recording MB's lamentations and playing them back to your neighbors would... well I don't know what it would do but you could put it on loudspeakers (no louder than the original of course) and let it serenade their glass while you run to the post office. I don't think that breaks any rural laws.NiceLittleMannoreply@blogger.com