Friday, March 3, 2006

AND THEN THERES HOMER

I used to own a cabin way down south in Tennessee and would leave the kitchen door open so Douglas could come and go as he liked. One day he appeared in the kitchen at his dog bowel with a kitten. Douglas and the kitten bonded and grew up together. Homer is part of us and a wonderful being. He protects our property, as can be seen.

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