Stream of consciousness…or just me talking

Joni told me the Softball blog was “just okay.” She is a dear friend, and trusted reader…and I appreciate her honesty. I could feel it when I was writing. Just couldn’t get to the point. We have days like that, […]

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Fat Gracie, MoJo, and Fear

Fat Gracie and Zooey ran away on Independence Day. Not because they wanted independence, but because the fireworks scared them. So they started digging – as dogs do – and soon were under the fence and gone. Zooey was back […]

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