Wednesday, November 2, 2016


Pete got hit by a car. I suppose you'd like to know why he was in the road, and I'd love to tell you, but it's a long, complicated story. Let it suffice to say that, at the time, Pete was not entirely my dog, I just loved him as such, and it really wasn't my business to be keeping him out of the road. Besides, I wasn't home. But Pete came to my house after he got hit. He wanted me to fix him. Not them. So, he's mine now. It's in the rule book. And I will be keeping him out of the road from here on, mostly because I love him, but partly because I could buy a couple fancy dogs for the amount it cost to repair him. 


Monday, October 24, 2016

Wednesday, October 12, 2016


When I finished reading The Secret Garden, two days ago, I thought to myself that nothing but wondrous things must come from this Yorkshire place, with its moors and heather and all, and then, in the mailbox, just yesterday, there came The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane, from  a township in New Jersey. 

A township named, Yorkshire. 

See what I mean? 




   

Tuesday, October 11, 2016


"Bobo?" 
"What?" 
We are in bed. Me in mine, he on his. 
"It's cold." 
"MmmmHmmm," he grunts. 
"You're supposed to come up here and keep me warm." 
Bobo does not like sleeping next to me. He gets too warm and I scratch him too much. 
"Who says?" 
"The Boy and His Dog Handbook." 
"I've never read it." 
"I have. It's your duty as a dog to keep me warm." 
"MmmmHmmm." 
"Page Two."
"MmmmHmmm."

"You're mean."

"Nope."

"Kind of."


"Nope."


"Night."

"Night."


 

Sunday, October 9, 2016


Pete and Harley spent the whole glorious day chained and looking forlorn, and I saved the life of an enormous pig who looked like Uncle, but was named Porkchop, and then Pete and Harley miraculously escaped and we celebrated in grand fashion, and in the morning I'm going treasure hunting! 
    





Wednesday, October 5, 2016


I never read 'The Secret Garden', when I was a boy. Because I was a boy. 

I'm reading it now, though. Because I have a secret garden. 




p.s. it's wonderful 


  

Tuesday, October 4, 2016


Today I found a penny in the toe of my sock, which was in my shoe, along with my foot.