A funny story about dogs and bears, and the night I took my dog out to answer Nature’s Call, and Nature was waiting. About 1:30 in the morning I’m awakened to the sound of big floppy ears swatting the side of my dog’s head. Even asleep, my ears are finely tuned to certain sounds, like gunshots, thunder, puking dogs, Salma Hayek’s sultry voice (never happened, but I’m ready if it does) and, in this case, …
Falling Trees, Dining Owls, and the Missus’ Birthday
Yesterday was The Missus’ birthday. I won’t say how old she is because 1) she looks as lovely and young as the day we were married, and 2) I’m not stupid (at least not THAT stupid).


