Iola schools rock! This week I'm at Franklin, where I met Java this morning. She's a lively small yellow lab, wiggling her way down the halls of the school. I'm told she's about 2 years old, just a teenager in dog years. She wasn't allowed to be in the lunchroom with the kids--they'd be all too willing to give her some of their chicken-fried steak, I'm sure. She knows just where certain teachers stash their treats.
Off to get some supper. Hmm, maybe I need to write about my favorite restaurants in Iola so far.