This country certainly has its share of them…..

He pointed out his rather new truck to me. The payments WERE $1700 a month on it and he works ONE day a week.

He tried to buy the house next door to him that was recently vacated.

He had no luck at that and wanted to pay CASH for it.

He has told me more than once that I must move.

I tend to ignore him and yes, WHERE DOES ALL OF THE $$$ COME FROM?

I too would like to know!

If they claim to be religious--point out that you can't spell GOD without DOG-- and CAT is (quite often) DOG's other best friend.

I know it is painful. Remember Silver's good times.

I arranged a small service so friends could come over.

We buried him in a cradle of lavender boughs, then laid two fat colas of freshly cut Nepeta Cateria with him for the journey. Then we got drunk.

The next spring I planted a young Dogwood tree to mark his spot.

Now my friends want me to bury THEM when the time comes. 😁

have been cremated. Their boxes are on a shelf with their collars (and in one case his sweater) around them. The plan is that when I go, all of the boxes, including future ones, will be in my box with me, arranged by my feet.

If my wife goes first, she'll be in the cookie tin she selected, tucked under my arm. As it should be.