I haven’t seen my cell mate Roswell since Thursday. I’ve been looking all over the Homestead and he is nowhere to be found. I noticed the past week he was having trouble breathing sometimes. He was tired all the time and complaining to me that his chest hurt. But like a usual, stoic feline he […]
A couple of days ago I was using the garden tractor to mow the west forty. Since I’m still unfamiliar with the eccentricities of the tractor I managed to run out of gas in the middle of the field. As I was walking to the shed to get the gas can, I thought that there are far worse places to run out of gas. Here are five of them.
Last night, Snowball and her mom and I were having a nice, quiet Friday evening pizza dinner at the Homestead. We were enjoying our customary routine of guessing the puzzles on Wheel of Fortune and looking forward to watching baseball, Royals or Cubs, afterwards. Suddenly there was a knock that sounded just like someone at […]