Small Dog With Extraordinary Prowess for Word Power

A dog may die tonight.

Somebody chewed up my Book for Essential Blogging.

Just a month ago I was bragging how it had lasted 40 years with hardly a scratch. JINX!

However, a dog will not die tonight.

The only part that isn’t salvageable are two pages of “W” all of “X” “Y” and “Z” and some other garbage about punctuation and grammar that I never pay any attention to. When it doubt, comma it out.

WD 40 won’t fix it, but duct tape will.

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Small Dog With Extraordinary Prowess for Word Power — 5 Comments

  1. Ohhhhh! Actually one of my most prized possessions is a ’60s or ’70s era U.S. atlas personally chewed up by Boris, our family’s original mini schnauzer. That too was mostly salvageable except that he really savaged Indiana.

    Gretchen’s last blog post..‘Lude Boy.

  2. Oddly, not much you could see on a map. More freeways, yeah. The main changes (graffiti, assholes in black BMWs, a 980% increase in plastic surgery) don’t lend themselves to topographics.

    Remember when they kept saying California would break off and fall into the sea? I’d pay big bucks to see THAT on an atlas. Yes, even if it took me with it.

    Gretchen’s last blog post..I Can’t Help It. I Just Think This Way.