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P-Mail Connections

Duff here. I like to get Mail from Others. Some send Me actual Greeting Cards. Can You imagine How excited I am to receive Them? Very! Mom reads Their verses to Me in Gentle Tones and I know I am Loved. Mom also sends our clients Valentine’s Day cards and Thanksgiving greetings. A few years back, a Lady called in…

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All Your Eggs in One Basket

Easter is the only time when it’s perfectly safe to put all your eggs in one basket. —Evan Esar Duff here. Easter is a special time. A Holy Time of the year. And I revere All it means. Mom has told Me: Chocolate bunnies and eggs have filled the stores. She even saw a Little Mermaid Easter basket. And a…

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There’s a Bunny in There!

Duff here. I made an amazing Discovery this Morning: Bunnies live in Culverts. We were on Our Morning Sashay, and I began to follow a Scent. Being very Thorough, I checked Out the entire area. The ground around a Large Rock. Down the Road. On the driveway. The closer I got to the Culvert, the greater the Strength of the…

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Tax Time

It’s income tax time again, Americans: time to gather up those receipts, get out the tax forms, sharpen up that pencil, and stab yourself in the aorta (large artery in the heart). —Dave Berry Duff here. Tax time is here. To Me, Mom has a Curious way of running Her Life. Right around Christmas, She sets up the card Table…

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Allergies . . . Again

Duff again. Allergy season is upon Us again. I watch People sneeze. They hack. They cough. Their Eyes water. Their nose runs. No sleep at night. Even Mom has this Malady now. I comfort Her by Sitting close By, looking sadly at Her with My Big Brown Eyes. What does That get Me? A Daily Sponge bath with a warm…

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Flexibility—Prepared for Anything

Expect the best. Anticipate the worst. Be prepared for anything. —Paraphrased Wisdom of the Ages Duff here. For Me, Life tends to follow an evolving Circle. Ever onward I go, learning and Doing. Lately, I have been on the hunt for more Munchies. High and Low, wherever I go. Some Friends leave Me Nibbles scattered about, which is most Appreciated….

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A Disappearing Act?

Duff here. I never know where People might go when They Enter the Office Powder room. They go into that Small Room. And close the Door. I listen intently, hearing the sound of assorted Noises. Very curious indeed. But I’m never convinced They will return. They might Disappear. So I curl up, Right outside the Entrance. Or at the End…

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