Ryker's furever friend Kosmo loves to hunt in the garden. Lately at night he will come jump up on the bed and as I pet him I kept feeling something wet in his fur. Huh?
Ewe! Think I'll change his name to Sluggo! I picked five of them out of his damp belly hair last night. Sure enough he had more tonight! I must admit that we do have a lot of baby slugs in the yard now but get real!
The man of the house is totally grossed out. I'm a gardener so not that big a deal for me, I just don't want them in my bed!
Ryker thinks it is all very funny!
Christmas 1961
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Looking back on some old photos, this one made me smile.
My other baby brother. He would have been 14 months old. I am certain he
was wearing his brot...
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