Ironic Indigestion
At that, the crowd around me silenced and a pair of attractive Johnson County housewives gave me a disgusted look.
At that, the crowd around me silenced and a pair of attractive Johnson County housewives gave me a disgusted look.
She might as well be a seven year old kid facing at a four foot pile of Autumn leaves….
But as these things often do, the answer presented itself at a moment when I least expected it…
My dog Indie is bird crazy. She got this way mostly because she was born to be bird crazy.
Indie laid there sleeping in the same position she’d fell into two hours earlier…
Duct taped to the metal streetlight post, a tattered piece of white printer paper flapped in the breeze….
This was cute the first time, but now that it’s happened on no less than 101 occasions, it’s rather cliche…
Indie is nearing 1,000 days old. On 999 of those days she has met me at the door upon my arrival home from work. This is the story of that missing day.
In the dog days of summer, there’s nothing better than a good bird dog on a solid point… even if it’s on a fly.
Like a first kiss, a man’s first pair of crocs is something he’ll never be forget.
Tag: Indie