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Entries Tagged ‘mother’

Golden Retriever Celebrates Love

I heard Mom say it’s Vally Times Day (almost).  She said something about love and feeling all mushy, she seemed sort of sappy.  I said to her straight up “Mom, don’t be mushy, start exercising again.  You will get rid of those thighs in no time.”  She didn’t laugh and it was almost like [...]

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Wishing You a Golden Christmas

Oh, it’s here.  The Holly-daze are here.  Mom brought me over to the neighbors while she made wreaths for the front door.  She’s shopping a lot.  She’s baking a lot.  She’s smiling a LOT!  Dad on the other hand keeps checking the credit card bills and complaining about Santa not doing his part.  Me, I [...]

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My Golden Years…Life as a Punk

I’ve started writing my memoirs. It was time.  My mother is always showing off her books and I”m so SICK. AND. TIRED. of it being all about her.  I love her and all and she’s beautiful and all but enough already. Like the country song goes:  “I want to talk about me.”
I bet you didn’t [...]

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Whitetail Deer Hunting in Maine

So I’m not a whitetail deer hunter but Mom said that I gotta wear a vest when I’m outside at the new house.  She said it’s DANE. GERM. US. for me to be there without day-glo orange on. I bet Twinkie isn’t wearing orange, or Daisy (well, maybe Daisy does wear orange, she’s kinda [...]

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Golden Dog Goes to Doggy Jail

It wasn’t my fault.  I didn’t do it!  I was framed.  It wasn’t me.  It was the other guy.  Didn’t you see the other golden dog who weighs 80 lbs and carries a Snoopy doll in his mouth and goes by the name Lewis.  It wasn’t me.  I was sleeping. Honestly.
Why would I do that [...]

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