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Be careful if you go ice fishing this month.  This was taken just off the boat dock in Keithsburg.

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What I dream about in winter.

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Whizzbang, aka, Dumbstruck the Wonder Pup attended her first obedience class last Wednesday.  It reminded me of the graduation party I threw for MINS (Minor In Need of Supervision) after her training classes.  And a certain gift she received:  A giant cow hip bone from Thrushwood Farms. (It may have been a different type of bone but I try never to let the facts get in the way of a good story.)  She chawed on that sucker for weeks. You know who were are.  I will provide updates as we go along.


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Asinine display of gun-totin', gun-lovin' imbecile.  I have no problem with guns for sport, hunting target range, you name it.  It is with the automatic assault style stuff I question.  But to plaster something on your car relishing your gun is over the top and Freudian, too. 

Flo Grown, indeed.  By the way we are probably overdue for another savage and indiscriminate massacre, doncha think?




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Change of address.

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It was quite a moment for a retaining pond Whizz and I walk by everyday.  We had a cormorant, an egret, and a pelican stopping by.
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I like to think I saved some Asian ducks from certain death the other day while walking along Roosevelt Avenue early morning.  They are ugly damn nuisances, but still.  I shooed them away a bit and the next day I saw no signs of tragedy.


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Why is it that there are times I look at homeless people down here with envy?

 Because there are times life gets complicated.  The homeless are singularly focused on simple survival.

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And finally, Norah being just plain silly.  The red eyes are due to a recent bout of conjunctivitis.




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