His name is Lincoln and he’s lying in a Reeboks box in our freezer because he had the audacity to die in the dead of winter. And the last time Mark tried burying an animal in the dead of winter, Sox, the ferret, came back to life in the form of a skull that showed […]
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I must first apologize to my sister, Aby, because I told her I wouldn’t blog about the fact that her presents didn’t arrive in time for Christmas, that even though she mailed them out in plenty of time they ended up going from Edwardsville, Illinois to the Volunteer State where the volunteers apparently took off the days
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`Twas the night before Christmas, when all through our digs not a creature was stirring not even our pig. The stockings were hung by the chimney with care In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there. The four rowdy children were nestled in bed While visions of presents danced around in their head. And
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Once upon a time, there was a male mute swan. Now, a lot of people don’t like mute swans because they’re not native. But my lake is surrounded with condos and houses, has very little habitat, and I’ve seen one flock of native swans in the 16 years I’ve been here . . . and they
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You can tell the people that don’t get to go to football games very often, because they get to the game really early, look at their tickets, look around the stadium, look at their tickets again, then wander around the seats for a while and plop down next to an old lady. Here’s my dad, Mark and
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I had a few people email me for a status of some of the bad things mentioned in a previous posting, and, not to sound impatient or anything, but that blog started with the death of Caramel the mouse, and guess what? She’s still dead. The blog posting also included the death of Hoppie, the
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When I first sat down to write this week’s blog posting, my intention was to celebrate the passing of the last warm days in Michigan until probably May. It was to celebrate happy things like garter snakes taking in the last of the sun’s warmth a few days ago. This one was all smiles, too.
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My troubles began about three weeks ago with the death of a mouse named Caramel that cost us $75 while we were on vacation a few months back because our do-good mouse sitter, Melissa, took Caramel to a pet store vet. It was the right thing to do, of course, because Caramel had itched herself
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When my brother said that he’d like to spend part of his Michigan vacation at a county fair, I have to admit that the first thing I thought of was being 7 and nearly barfing while riding those flying swings that go round and round. I remember little else of my first fair except being
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It was in the high 80s in downtown Saugatuck on Sunday and after too much arts-fartsy shopping I happily found myself in the most expensive ice cream shop with seven of my family members. The line was long, the air thick and filled with fudge, the decisions many: which of the 50 flavors to get?
Waffle, Sugar or Plain, Cone Heads? Read More »