My dad's nickname for me is Hamchuck, which is interesting since I loathe ham (and most other pork products). I offer up this blog of ponderings, recollections, contemplations, and things that amuse me, rarely featuring cured meat products, but often starring little plastic dinosaurs wearing outfits. And dogs.
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
The paperboy and the cat go way back
5:45 a.m. A caller on West First Street said there was a possibly rabid cat near the paperboy. The complaint was unfounded. The paperboy and cat are friends, police said.