Cindy was out in the front butterfly garden yesterday, intent on pulling up some weeds that had had the temerity to spring up, when her knee collapsed on her and she suddenly found herself on the ground.
The knee problem is related to an incident that happened two weeks ago; she was at the grocery store early Sunday morning buying a newspaper when she saw a man get into his pickup truck and pull out of the parking lot. What the man didn't know was that his dog had jumped or fallen out of the bed of the truck and was being dragged down the street behind the truck.
Cindy heroically went into high gear, racing after them, yelling and waving the newspaper. The truck stopped at a stoplight half a block away and the man fortunately heard her screaming at him. He got out of the truck, saw the dog and put it safely into the cab of the truck after thanking her for stopping him.
At that point, she realized that, although the dog was apparently uninjured, she was in a lot of pain from a strained hamstring in her leg.
And, of course, the weather has been absolutely beautiful lately for gardening, which doesn't make it any easier for her to wait patiently for the injury to heal.
So what does the dedicated gardener do when she finds herself unexpectedly on the ground? Does she yell for help? Does she flag down a passer-by? Does she try to see if her leg will support her weight?
No, of course not: she CRAWLS over to the weeds, yanks them all out of the ground first and then tries to stand up.
Now that's a dedicated gardener.
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