Guy's blog about life with pets in northern mich. for Saturday, June 23, 2007

A duck hunter didn’t have a boat and retriever but he was hunting in a deep south county that was sprinkled with ponds and potholes. He tried sneaking up to the water through tall grass, cattails and woods hoping to flush any ducks that were on the water. He missed a couple of very long shots when they flushed out of range. All morning he tried this and the ducks all eluded him. As he trudged back to his truck dejectedly, hot, thirsty, tired and empty handed, he heard a “quack” overhead and... Sign in to see full entry.

It is Saturday morning and I’m up before seven and wondering why. When I was a snot-nosed kid, I would awaken at the crack of noon, roll over and sleep another couple of hours. I don’t have a guilty conscience about anything, which I hear can make one lose sleep. Maybe I got up early because this is a grumble and bitch day. I think that must be it because I’m in a complaining mood. Yesterday, I was trying to read a Tom Clancy book and Marilyn and the brats were taking turns interrupting me just... Sign in to see full entry.