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QUOTE OF THE WEEK ,we gro o, oe're running out of spaces "where dogs can roam. ere really isn't a place right no,v for them to roam. I think it's going to be money oell spent. " -Todd Ruge, Mayor of Buda Hays Free Press February 17, 2016 Page 3A "ere it is, the mid- dle of February, .and I still haven't broken my NewYear's resolution. Before you go pattin' me on my back for stickin' to my resolution, I should in- form you that I don't re- call making any for this year. I might've said that I'd cut back on my beer drinkin', but I would've had to've been three sheets to the wind to an- nounce something that ridiculous. I might've resolved to exercise more, and if 12-ounce curls constitute physical exertion, then I have in- deed kept my NewYear's resolution. I know several folks who vowed to lose weight and to eat heathier. After losing 20 pounds last spring while I was on the Oxy- codone diet, I doubt I resolved to lose any more weight, and my wife makes sure I eat fairly healthy meals be- cause she wants to keep me around for a while longer. Who else would change light bulbs ifI wasn't around? But what some folks are doing these days is something called a cleanse. They eat only flesh fruits and vegetables and drink nasty-looking smoothies consisting of cucumbers and red clover that theo- retically clean out the GI tract. I'm sorry, but I've never done a cleanse without the aid of some intestinal parasite. And if I wanted to clear out my GI tract, I can do it without drinking an alfalfa smoothie. A cou- ple chili rellenos and a mess of refried beans will keep this king on his throne for most of the morning. Similar to a cleanse is something health nuts refer to as detox, where they rid their bodies of all toxins acquired over the past months. Again, they down smoothies and eat stuff a hungry goat would turn down. Being an open-minded sort, I have tried detox a few times when I feel my body is laced with toxic matter. Knowing an an- timicrobial lavage kills harmful toxins, I ingest a therapeutic elixir once a week to kill these germs. I prefer it frozen with salt, but on-the-rocks is also beneficial. And if I believe my kidneys need a good flushing, I run up to Walgreens and grab a 12-pack of From the Crow's Nest by Clint Younts my favorite detox tonic. Not only does this Rocky Mountain remedy flush out my kidneys, but it helps rehydrate me after my south of the border colon cleansing. I have heard more than once that "your body is a temple". Well, I think of my body more as a port-a-potty at Willie Nelson's 4th of July Picnic. I enjoy fine foods and potent pota- bles, and it would take a squad of Navy SEALs to force me to eat some vegan dish, unless it was covered in cream gravy and topped with salsa. So y'all can count me out for your next 21-day cleanse. The only cleansing I will be doing is scraping bird poop off my deck. What are those dang birds eating? Cu- cumbers and clover? So, if my NewYear's resolution didn't involve exercise, detox or a body cleanse, I wonder ifI even made one. My memory of NewYear's Eve is a bit cloudy, but I bet there was some foot- ball watchin' and cold beer drinkin' goin' on for most of the day. I do recall hearing my wife ask, "Have you made your resolution yet?" and me replying, "Not yet, but I'll ponder over it during half-time". I also remember makin' a run to Walgreens because I was concerned about kidney stones. Perhaps my reso- lution dealt with my newspaper writin'. I'm thinkin' I resolved to write higher quality columns, omitting stuff about intestinal emis- sions and alcohol con- sumption, and remem- beriff to put a G on the end of my verbs. Dang, if this was my NewYear's resolution, I didn't make it through mid-January. Oh, well! There's always next year. Meanwhile, after gettin' a whiff of my smelly feet, I believe it's time for a good, o1' fash- ion cleansing. A cleanse and Clint Younts should not be spoken of in the same sentence. Period. crowsnest78610 @gmail.com COMMENTS FROM THE WEB Can I suggest they get jobs and earn a living just like the rest of us do? I am so sick of these Iowlifes choosing to steal from others to fund their own lives. I hope they are caught and put on a hard working chain gang in pdson! - Angle Nettles-Pereira on Kyle PD warns of daytime robberies Relax. let people have a good time amd enjoy life. Not everyone goes out to get drunk. - Damon Fogley on Dance hall looks to boot scoot to Buda They're going to pick the wrong house one day with a gun-toting homeowner who isn't afraid to pull the trigger. Really dumb. Now can we work on the - Jayna Love on Kyle rest of the Kyle roads? PD warns of daytime - Ida Lynnette Fuentes robberies on Yarrington Road bridge is complete GOEST COLUMN BYW~ Prrrs "n a recent op-ed, Pat- rick Rose applauded .the decision by the city of Dripping Springs to ex- pand the South Regional Wastewater Treatment System, a move to keep the city from running out of wastewater capacity by 2017. No one should fault the city for taking steps to prevent that from hap- pening. After all, it's clear that something must be done. The question is, is that 'something' the best course of action? As part of the treatment plant expansion, the city is required to file a discharge permit with the Texas Commission on Environ- mental Quality. The permit would allow the city to discharge treated effluent into a tributary of Onion Creek. The city insists that is not something they want to do, and that they will enter into agreements with local subdivisions to beneficially reuse waste- water, thus reducing the need to discharge it. The city should be cred- ited for making such as- surances. However, there are serious issues with this plan. First, as originally pro- posed in the preliminary planning report prepared by CMA Engineering, the city would obtain a dis- charge permit for up to 500,000 gallons of treated effluent per day. The per- mit application the city filed with TCEQ asks for nearly double that amount - 995,000 gallons per day - and with less stringent treatment requirements. Second, while no one would argue that benefi- cial reuse of treated waste- HAYS FREE PRESS FILE PHOTO A discharge permit filed by the city of Dripping Springs would allow the city to discharge treated effluent into a tributary of Onion Creek. water makes perfect sense, and is certainly preferable to disposing of it, the kind of reuse being talking about- outdoor irrigation of parks, sports fields and other open spaces- is not a year round solution. What happens during Winter or an extremely wet Spring when that water is not needed? What happens when new subdivisions decide they don't want to take part in beneficial reuse? Or when an existing subdivision wants to back out of its agreement? If the city is serious about beneficial reuse, it should come up with a resolution making it mandatory, with strict guidelines. As currently proposed, it does not guarantee that discharges will not occur. Finally, while the city insists it does not intend to discharge into Onion Creek, once they get the permit, they are under no obligation not to do so. Even if they are sincere, things change. Growth continues. Council mem- bers come and go. Eventu- ally, wastewater influx out- paces our ability to handle it. Who is to say that years from now, with that permit in place, that it wouldn't be used to its full capacity? The results would be devastating. At the full vol- ume of 995,000 gallons per day, at least half of the wa- ter in Onion Creek would be wastewater effluent approximately 28 percent of the time. Even a small amount of discharge could be harmful. According to U.S. Geological Survey monitoring, Onion Creek has no creek flow or is dry about 10 percent of the time. That means during a drought, the creek could be composed almost entirely of wastewater ef- fluent. Everyone understands that growth is coming and we must have systems in place to handle it that are both sustainable and environmentally sound. I applaud the city's desire to take action, but let's make sure we get it right. The decisions we make today will impact generations to come. Wes Pitts is a member of www.onioncreekcoalition. corn and lives on the creek, about five miles down- stream of the proposed discharge point. w.pitts@sbcglobal.net Being awakened at 3 a.m. by a snoring dog is not conducive to kind thoughts about an otherwise beloved little animal. There are a nmnber of reasons I long ago aban- doned my lifelong edict of No Dog Will Ever Sleep in My Bed! You can't issue that declaration to cats be- cause they will slip under the covers and bite your toes in revenge. But, back to the dog. This little ragamuffin wiggled into our lives in our first year of retirement. We transplanted ourselves onto a riverbank in Cen- tral Texas to drink in the "peaceful country life" af- ter dueling with deadlines for more than 50 years. Someone dumped this then-little-three-month- old puppy on our country river road. I was working in the yard when the puppy, his hair matted with burrs and dirt, stood at our gate, pink tongue sticking out of his white-whiskered mouth, tail wagging to "beat sixty." I knew Life Mate had to meet him and would likely adopt him. That's my ex- cuse and I'm sticking to it. So, now nine years lat- er, it is with deepening and developed adoration that I watch with parental concern (Life Mate has declared him 'our baby'), trying to stifle a snicker Webb's Wisdom by Willis Webb lest I awaken him and his 'mom.' The dog is on his back, sleeping peacefully with all four legs in the air. While lying quietly, watching a stirred but still somnambulant Sawyer, I wondered if my nudged nocturnal awakening would prompt a separated sleep pattern again. That's a problem for septuage- narians, forcing late-morn- ing or early afternoon lounge chair snoozes, which Life Mate says, in mock disdain, are brought on by a self-imposed cur- few always signaled by the 10:30 p.m. end of the nightly newscast. As I pondered the hi- larity of Sawyers sleep positions and sought a return to Dreamland and a Pulitzer Prize, the little Tibetan Terrier decided to abandon our bed. He often does that to seek the solitude of the sofa or, if his aging 9-year-old bones moan for it, the carpet or the hardwood of the hall floor. Good, my sleep-de- prived brain telegraphed. Maybe now I can go back to semi-catatonic slumbering before my caffeine-addicted body requires bre~ng a jolting first cup. That was not to be. He appeared beside my bed with a muffled "ruff," so as wisely not to awaken Life Mate and, which translated from Sawyerspeak, means "Drag your booty out of bed, Dad, and let me out. I've got to GO." Although there's a doggy door from my study into our priva- cy-fenced back yard, it's closed while we sleep so Sawyer can't slip out and dig up danger or, as you may ascertain from the fol- lowing revelation, allow an animal into the house. So, I slip into my warm- ups and house shoes, open the doggy door and flip on the outside light. As I'm standing there protectively watching The Puppy as he diligently seeks a place to potty, which Life Mate de- scribes as my duty, I notice him take off in a dead run toward the back fence. Uh-oh. That can only mean one thing- Petey Possum has defiantly traipsed onto Sawyer's ter- rain again. One wouldn't think that, in the suburban setting we chose over the crit- ter-friendly rural location of our former riverbank retirement home, we'd be besieged by Animal King- dom. Sure enough, there's Sawyer and Petey. Of course, Petey's doing what possums are noted for- playing possum. Sawyer keeps poking him with his paw and trying to apply a biting nip but there's a wise wariness to the dog's hesitant assault. Meanwhile, I'd grabbed a shovel in case Petey tried to bite Sawyer. Possums have razor-sharp teeth and claws on their feet that can do significant damage, even to a bigger dog than our middleweight fighter. I managed to coax Saw- yer away from Petey (I NEVER thought The Puppy was stupid) and back into the relative solitude of our early morning home. Be- sides, I didn't really want to kill the possum. I'd just have to find a way to dis- pose of the carcass in the daylight. Suburban living doesn't allow just tossing the body into the river. So, Petey lives on to trauma- tize Life Mate's flowers and taunt Sawyer. At any rate, The Pup- py and I returned to the house. He's now en- sconced in our bed, snug- gled up against Mama's leg and I'm sitting here pounding on a keyboard. Life's just not fair. Willis Webb is a retired community newspaper ed- itor-publisher of more than 50 years experience. wwebb@wildblue.net Barton Publications, Inc. News tips: news@haysfreepress.com Opinions: csb@haysfreepress.com 113 W. Center St., Kyle, TX 78640 512-268-7862 122 Main St., Buda, TX 78610 512-295-9760 www.haysfreepress.com Publisher Cyndy Slovak-Barton Paip ~, News and Sports Editor Moses Leos III Samantha Smith, Columnists Bartee Haile, Pauline Tom, Chris Winslow, Clint Younts Proofreaders Jane Kirkham, Debbie Hall Marketing Director Tracy Mack Marketing Specialists James Darby, Pam Patino Production Manager David White Production/~mis4ant Christine Thorpe Circulation/Classifieds Suzanne Hallam Distribution Gabe Oranelas I , l i I II i I