I THOUGHT IT WAS A RAT.. INSTEAD A DEAD MOUSE!

I was listening to my refined music in my breezeway and the longer I sat in my easy chair the more noisome things got. I smelled something not fit for a king. But where did the foul odor come from..  I don't know where it came from?

My sense of smell is good, especially for money. And now the search was on. A carcass was waiting to be had. And then BINGO "Mickey Mouse at my doorstep!" I then went to my silverware and found some hot dog forceps and deaccessioned the stinky little thing. Gone!

The Eagles book has landed in Belmont, NC. SonBen sent a telegraph at 5:00 PM. Now, if Savannah can learn "Lyin' Eyes" she can be a little Rock Star.

Visited Toody Quigley and Matt Benvenui at the Quaboag Nursing home. Both of my friends are in their nineties believe it or not.

Get ready for July and

some greenbacks.