Confirmation

The following conversation via texts just confirms that I did, indeed, marry a meathead…

Caton: Can you call the phone company and tell them we have a line down in our back yard

Me: What? Phone or power?

Caton: Its up high so think phone. Call both just in case. Most power is under ground though. I touched and didn’t die so maybe phone.

Me: WHAT???? Why did you touch it?!?! What if it had been power???

Caton: Well, it looked like a dog cable.

Me: What’s dog cable?

Me: What does it look like in case they ask me?

Caton: A cable to hook a dog up to. Black.

Me: Oh. Are you sure that’s not what it was?

I then called the power company…and come to find out, it is indeed a phone line.

But really, who in their right mind would pick up a wire without knowing what it was?!?! Today could have been the day that we lost Caton!!! Thank goodness his detective work concluded that the “dog cable” look alike was a phone line!!!