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"Smokey and the Bandit" used to hang at my house. Smokey is the sixteen pound housecat, and Bandit was the chocolate lab that had to adjust to him when he first came home as an itty bitty kitten. Bandit passed on a year and a half ago from old age, and running true to form, there's a new dog Lucky barking at the wild turkeys in the yard.But every once in a while my front door seems to become a...

The Mafia has a unique way to name people. While everyone has a first name, they anointed all with a first name followed by a nickname. So you might have Sammy Da Gimp or Petey Da Goof. If that can apply to others, then I know Harry Da Lucky. Harry Da Lucky is a good friend of ours who seems to have all the luck in the world. I'm not sure if it's just that he has the gods watching over him...

As I set off for my "after work" walk early this evening, I didn't know if I felt more like Red Riding Hood or the Pied Piper. These jaunts are taking on a slightly surreal quality, and at times are absolutely HILARIOUS.For starters, my traveling companions are a fifty-something pound dog and a six pound housecat named Meatball. I've written about both these guys before, Lucky is the border collie...

“Hey, I’m home. What’s that I smell?” “Oh, that? It’s furniture polish. Bought a new kind… finished polishing just as you walked in the door. How was the golf? You and Booger win today?” "I swear. They oughta make furniture polish that smells like the inside of a new car.” “You say that about everything. I remember when you told your barber that he needed to invent...