Cat Ticklers
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My brother and I looked for fun things to do around the house, and one of the things we came up with was cat tickling. Here’s my story.
Cat Ticklers
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My brother and I looked for fun things to do around the house, and one of the things we came up with was cat tickling. Here’s my story.
That Special Spot
We all have that special spot on our backs we love to have gently scratched by gentle loving hands. Here’s the story.
Chasing The Wind
My cousin Scott could run like the wind, so if he ever got a head start on you, you might as well forget it. Here’s one story I recall. Continue reading
Bo Jangles
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I’ve always loved all the dogs our families have owned,
But there was an exception for one dog we have known.
This poem is about Bo Jangles, the dog with no brain,
This dog never did anything but cause me serious pain. Continue reading
Mom’s Cats
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Mom loved cats to sit on her lap while she rested,
They started their motors and they purred as they nested.
This poem discusses a couple of cats she had at our home,
When Craig and I were young boys bugging cats on the roam.
Cutsie Shiner Bach
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The loss of a family pet can be a very devastating event,
You love them so much, and then to heaven they are sent.
The poem recalls some things about our dog named Cutsie,
That we recently lost to old age and can no longer see. Continue reading
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We had a dog named Hugo that was more than a pet,
He was a hunting partner we will never ever forget.
This poem describes his adventures with my family.
He was the very best hunting dog we ever did see. Continue reading
The Day I Shot Gugenheimer
I think you begin to know you were raised correctly when a situation comes up and you choose to do the right thing instead of taking the easy way out. The story for today reflects one such situation. Continue reading
More Quickies
Here’s Just a few more short memories lingering in the depths of my brain needing to be released before Alzheimer’s sets in. Continue reading
The Big Head
Sometimes we stick our noses into places they shouldn’t be. This almost always gets us into trouble. Here’s a story about one such incident. The nosy one walked away with the “big head” this time. Continue reading