Just like John Cougar sang the song, words I live by. Love being in a small town and having people say Hi in the store or wave passing by in the car. Had a true small town experience yesterday. Every day Abbie goes up to our mailbox to greet the mail lady, at first we couldn’t figure out why but then realized that everyday she gives Abbie a dog bone. Spoiled pooch. Yesterday Abbie was inside (she just got a bath and we didn’t want to let her out to roll in something nasty) and started freaking out and barking. I heard a thunk on the porch and got up to see a box with our mail on top, and on top of the mail…a dog bone. Small town, spoiled pooch! How cool.