Huzzah! The trash guys took our old couch this morning. This was a good thing since they’d passed on it last Friday when I was having my fun filled amble through the thunderstorm while looking for our pack. I heard their truck this morning, wrapped myself up in a pareo and went running out, ready …(Read More)
A salesman knocked on my door last week. (Which is unusual these days since door-to-door salesmen are going the way of the dodo.) Long ago they were pretty common-the Avon lady, the Fuller brush man, etc. When he knocked, eight dogs, weighing a total of 330 lbs, ran to the door, barking like mad. Molly, …(Read More)
