by Richard Here at stately Jones manor, it’s always the dog days. That is, the dog keeps taking up a disproportionately large section of all our days. Not only does Buzz, the garbage disposal that walks like a dog, think he’s a fully fledged member of the family, outranking more than a few of the [...]Share on Facebook
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by Richard There are times when I fear the the downfall of Western civilization is very frakkin’ nigh. Right now is one of them. You see, every year for the last, I’m blocking myself from remembering, years, my wife, known to me as She Who Must Be Shopping has had her own personal Christmas tradition. [...]Share on Facebook
As I sit here typing, I’m watching out the window as a lady who lives down the street is playing with my neighbors’ dogs. Simba and Abby live next door. Simba is a youngish puppy type and barks constantly at anything that walks, slithers or stalks down the street. He’s also one of the nicest [...]Share on Facebook