Jack’s great-great-great-great-grandpa watches the space landing by hoomans and dreams of being the first Scottie in space.
A slight mix-up at the Pi Day party.
A Haiku Story by Jack Part 1: Pre-Dawn Racket Fresh in the pre-dawn A Varmint in our backyard We wake the neighbors Part 2: Afternoon Raid Quiet afternoon Possum cornered: bark, bark, bark Mom’s Varmint rescue Part 3: The End of the Tail Pest control men here We are shut up in the house They […]
Dear Diary, I might be getting to old for these neighborhood patrol duties. The other day, I had to rescue the dadgum possum in the back yard – again. This was the second possum rescue in two months. (At least this one was in the afternoon and not at 5:30 a.m.) I was alerted by […]