Looking out my bedroom window this afternoon, I saw this. A land beaver. A groundhug. A woodchuck. He was big, too. Bigger than Riley. Way bigger. I saw the same thing on the side of the freeway this morning, chowing down. No fear. We'd determined how to best describe it and hoped to find a . . .
This morning we headed out to Black Mountain. But I forgot to shut the window in the dogs' room. "The spare house key is in the glove box," Helen said. I opened the box and picked up a black net bag and asked "In here?" Just then, her black 36 pistol dropped to the car . . .
I really think the right to bear arms is misunderstood. And that the NRA is just another self-interested lobby group. I’m pretty liberal.If I’m left of center, the Beau is practically a Commie. It’s one of the more delightful things about him.However, if I’m walking in bear country, I’d much . . .
Two hot, middle-aged babes hit the road at dawn. Stay tuned.(Photo 2: Gina Davis takes aim at a demented bear.) . . .
I’ll bet you thought I was going to say pudendum, didn’t you. (Sorry, I just couldn’t resist)Ok so Bear addendum. Helen says that the demented bear was actually standing BEHIND the little boy as he was taking pictures. “Hello there, little boy…”Her line, not mine. But yikes!!Helen also says that the . . .
Riley and I are off to North Carolina Saturday morning. Just before we left for California this month, I had a meeting with his boot camp trainers.Here’s the problem. In our pack of two, Riley is the alpha.Ok, you can stop laughing now.I am told that I must exert my authority in ways that he . . .
Today I cautioned a client that he should avoid snatching defeat from the jaws of victory. It's good counsel for anyone. But maybe I've been doing this job too long.... . . .
When your Dad’s a doctor, you grow up just naturally using the anatomically correct names for genitals. At our house, we didn’t go “pee-pee”, we “urinated”. It wasn’t a “pecker,” it was a “penis”. And I don’t know what other kids called a vagina, but at our house, it was a “vagina”.Discussion of . . .
A friend told me my blog was kind of blog-noir. So I thought I'd give him a noir shout-out. . . .
Like I said. No walks in the woods next week. And certainly no fried chicken! This from the Smokies...where I'm going...where there is one demented bear, there are probably more...a whole family of them..... KNOXVILLE, Tenn. — An 8-year-old Florida boy had just scrambled up a creek embankment . . .