My Good Boy, Grumpy.

            Yes, he really did walk around, sometimes, with his rope over his back or head.  He would bring it to you like that when it was time to play. That was my Grumpy. I delayed writing this for over a month. Losing my pal, Grumpy, pictured above, is one of the hardest times of... Continue Reading →

Origin Story

M.J. Downing Ed came in from work, grabbed a cup of coffee and the paper, and sagged down on the sofa.  His small, brown-haired son played on the floor with quiet energy, doing something with his little trucks and cars, making them follow the circles in the rag rug.  Ed patted him on the head... Continue Reading →

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